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 Nauru and from Salvador.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Joe Finger to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Zeros. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ken Boothe,
The Mighty Diamonds,
EPMD,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ice-T,
Swans,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Grass Roots,
The Monochrome Set,
Wings,
Magma,
The Count Five,
Arab on Radar,
The Tremeloes,
Black Flag,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Cramps,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Technova,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lower 48,
Matthew Halsall,
Marvin Gaye,
Section 25,
Yellowson,
Sun City Girls,
Tres Demented,
Suicide,
The Neon Judgement,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Dirtbombs,
Malaria!,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Angry Samoans,
Underground Resistance,
The Move,
The Blackbyrds,
Q65,
Traffic Nightmare,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sandy B,
Tom Boy,
Vladislav Delay,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Kenny Larkin,
Agent Orange,
Kayak,
Camouflage,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
World's Most,
This Heat,
Bronski Beat,
Johnny Osbourne,
Severed Heads,
In Retrospect,
Letta Mbulu,
Babytalk,
Bluetip,
Leonard Cohen,
The Smiths,
Marmalade, Marmalade, Marmalade, Marmalade.
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.