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 Botswana and from Woodstock.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Jeff Mills to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Marmalade. All the underground hits.
All Au Pairs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Panda Bear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brick,
the Association,
Stiv Bators,
the Normal,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sugar Minott,
The Last Poets,
Charles Mingus,
Absolute Body Control,
Tim Buckley,
Grandmaster Flash,
Nik Kershaw,
Eric Copeland,
The Modern Lovers,
Soul II Soul,
The Electric Prunes,
Faraquet,
Brass Construction,
Panda Bear,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Alice Coltrane,
Circle Jerks,
Los Fastidios,
Wings,
Mo-Dettes,
KRS-One,
Metal Thangz,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sister Nancy,
Bush Tetras,
Lower 48,
The Fortunes,
Kool Moe Dee,
Alton Ellis,
Crash Course in Science,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Fuzztones,
Lindisfarne,
Gang Starr,
Sparks,
Deepchord,
The J.B.'s,
Byron Stingily,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Nils Olav,
Rufus Thomas,
Barrington Levy,
Bauhaus,
The Sound,
Hoover,
Carl Craig,
Jacques Brel,
Eric Dolphy,
Glenn Branca,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Public Enemy,
Inner City,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sex Pistols,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.