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 Romania and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Barbara Tucker to the dance 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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Jacob Miller tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shuggie Otis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
OOIOO,
Man Parrish,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Velvet Underground,
X-101,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Guru Guru,
Terry Callier,
Dave Gahan,
Brand Nubian,
Joe Finger,
Connie Case,
Stockholm Monsters,
Depeche Mode,
Black Pus,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Slackers,
Donald Byrd,
Mantronix,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Gun Club,
The Selecter,
John Cale,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Wolf Eyes,
Crash Course in Science,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bauhaus,
Ralphi Rosario,
Vladislav Delay,
Erasure,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
MDC,
the Soft Cell,
Trumans Water,
Alison Limerick,
Maurizio,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Black Bananas,
Brick,
FM Einheit,
Metal Thangz,
The Dead C,
Echospace,
The Victims,
Harpers Bizarre,
Skarface,
Anakelly,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sarah Menescal,
Moby Grape,
The Dirtbombs,
Babytalk,
Supertramp,
Rosa Yemen,
John Lydon,
Cameo,
The Mojo Men,
Blancmange,
The American Breed,
Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding.
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.