Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Korea North and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Dave Gahan to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by The Gun Club. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
June of 44,
Faust,
The American Breed,
Saccharine Trust,
The Doors,
Eric Dolphy,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Yazoo,
The Toasters,
Susan Cadogan,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Grass Roots,
Erasure,
Eli Mardock,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lightning Bolt,
The Five Americans,
the Human League,
Average White Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
E-Dancer,
Minor Threat,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Eurythmics,
The Invisible,
Deepchord,
The Remains,
Neu!,
Jerry's Kids,
Nas,
Eric Copeland,
The Seeds,
John Lydon,
Goldenarms,
Oblivians,
The Zeros,
UT,
Nils Olav,
The New Christs,
The Victims,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Joy Division,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Anakelly,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Swell Maps,
Ornette Coleman,
The Motions,
The Offenders,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Index,
David Axelrod,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sister Nancy,
The Happenings,
Agent Orange,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Second Layer,
DNA,
Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.