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 Venezuela and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Cluster to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Young Marble Giants. All the underground hits.
All Glenn Branca tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deadbeat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Remains,
Roxette,
Donny Hathaway,
The Neon Judgement,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
B.T. Express,
The Electric Prunes,
Archie Shepp,
Minny Pops,
the Human League,
The Move,
Supertramp,
Ken Boothe,
Deakin,
8 Eyed Spy,
Fluxion,
Eric Copeland,
Country Joe & The Fish,
L. Decosne,
Moby Grape,
Flipper,
The Motions,
Warren Ellis,
Zero Boys,
DNA,
Gang Gang Dance,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Kerri Chandler,
Morten Harket,
Man Eating Sloth,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Skarface,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Invisible,
Unrelated Segments,
Model 500,
Michelle Simonal,
The Doors,
Pulsallama,
The Martian,
Visage,
Sam Rivers,
Bill Wells,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Neu!,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Pantaleimon,
The Five Americans,
Slick Rick,
Monolake,
Cal Tjader,
Bobby Womack,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Half Japanese,
Ralphi Rosario,
Tres Demented,
Neil Young,
Gang Starr,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Victims,
Alice Coltrane,
The Litter,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.