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 Serbia and from Johannesburg.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the organ 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 The Gladiators to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every LL Cool J 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siouxsie and the Banshees record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doobie Brothers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marcia Griffiths,
Wasted Youth,
Los Fastidios,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Iggy Pop,
Aaron Thompson,
Marvin Gaye,
Sister Nancy,
James White and The Blacks,
E-Dancer,
Banda Bassotti,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Star Department,
Sarah Menescal,
One Last Wish,
Bobby Womack,
Rosa Yemen,
The Gap Band,
Mr. Review,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Kinks,
Minnie Riperton,
Goldenarms,
Blake Baxter,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Monochrome Set,
The Five Americans,
L. Decosne,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bobby Byrd,
Bobby Sherman,
Guru Guru,
U.S. Maple,
The Smoke,
Sandy B,
Sun Ra,
Lalann,
Scratch Acid,
Malaria!,
Peter & Gordon,
Sonny Sharrock,
Thompson Twins,
Television,
Inner City,
Theoretical Girls,
The Sonics,
Nation of Ulysses,
the Germs,
Robert Wyatt,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Motions,
Ossler,
Alphaville,
Duran Duran,
Kaleidoscope,
the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell.
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.