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 Andorra and from Columbus.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 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 Audionom to the jazz 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 Faraquet. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Sheep record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Suicide,
Danielle Patucci,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Aaron Thompson,
The Leaves,
The Fall,
Fela Kuti,
Minor Threat,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Laurel Aitken,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Yaz,
Zero Boys,
Subhumans,
Rakim,
T.S.O.L.,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bob Dylan,
Gang of Four,
Youth Brigade,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Busters,
The Offenders,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Marc Almond,
Alphaville,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sun City Girls,
The Slackers,
Gabor Szabo,
Roy Ayers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gang Gang Dance,
Michelle Simonal,
Mr. Review,
June Days,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Monochrome Set,
Liliput,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Moleskins,
Mandrill,
Bobby Byrd,
Sexual Harrassment,
Radio Birdman,
Yazoo,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sixth Finger,
Scion,
Wasted Youth,
The Kinks,
Moby Grape,
The Alarm Clocks,
Nirvana,
Black Pus,
Tears for Fears,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The American Breed,
The Smiths,
Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.
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.