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 Azerbaijan and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 güiro 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 Soft Cell to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Absolute Body Control tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Eating Sloth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lonnie Liston Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
Wire,
The Durutti Column,
The Victims,
The Associates,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Grass Roots,
Yellowson,
Cybotron,
The Sound,
Black Flag,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Knickerbockers,
Barrington Levy,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pussy Galore,
Grandmaster Flash,
Stereo Dub,
Rites of Spring,
the Human League,
Patti Smith,
Marcia Griffiths,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Porter Ricks,
Clear Light,
the Slits,
Massinfluence,
Tubeway Army,
Morten Harket,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Alphaville,
Faust,
Aswad,
Sam Rivers,
Byron Stingily,
Young Marble Giants,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
kango's stein massive,
Junior Murvin,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Cal Tjader,
Eric Copeland,
Peter & Gordon,
Black Moon,
Graham Central Station,
X-101,
The Techniques,
Connie Case,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Moebius,
Amon Düül,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Khruangbin,
Deadbeat,
Joy Division,
Kayak,
the Germs,
The Gap Band,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.