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 Nigeria 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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Susan Cadogan to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Accadde A. All the underground hits.
All PIL tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Fatback Band,
Crispy Ambulance,
Mad Mike,
Warren Ellis,
T.S.O.L.,
PIL,
Moby Grape,
Gong,
Scratch Acid,
Dave Gahan,
Half Japanese,
10cc,
The Cramps,
Brand Nubian,
Bob Dylan,
Cameo,
Jeru the Damaja,
Babytalk,
Agitation Free,
Glenn Branca,
Mission of Burma,
The Five Americans,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Anthony Braxton,
The Trojans,
Faust,
Peter & Gordon,
The Doors,
Eric B and Rakim,
Nils Olav,
Marmalade,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
R.M.O.,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Jawbox,
Scott Walker,
a-ha,
The Monks,
Henry Cow,
The Cure,
Zapp,
Frankie Knuckles,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bobby Womack,
Pierre Henry,
Adolescents,
The New Christs,
Blancmange,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Dawn Penn,
The Durutti Column,
The Smiths,
Accadde A,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Black Bananas,
Yusef Lateef,
Siglo XX,
Animal Collective,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.