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 Albania and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 guitar 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 Faraquet to the rock 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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mummies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
Schoolly D,
FM Einheit,
JFA,
Lee Hazlewood,
Depeche Mode,
Joensuu 1685,
Isaac Hayes,
U.S. Maple,
Eden Ahbez,
Dave Gahan,
The Happenings,
The Real Kids,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Darondo,
Sarah Menescal,
Glambeats Corp.,
Agent Orange,
Leonard Cohen,
Crooked Eye,
Tomorrow,
Kool Moe Dee,
Cheater Slicks,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Pantaleimon,
The Remains,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gabor Szabo,
Dead Boys,
Cluster,
China Crisis,
Fluxion,
The Mojo Men,
Eve St. Jones,
Hashim,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bill Near,
In Retrospect,
Tim Buckley,
Massinfluence,
Arab on Radar,
The Seeds,
Nico,
Kaleidoscope,
Loose Ends,
Marcia Griffiths,
Throbbing Gristle,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Trumans Water,
The Buckinghams,
The Blues Magoos,
The Leaves,
The Velvet Underground,
Dark Day,
Arthur Verocai,
Fatback Band,
Amon Düül,
Marvin Gaye,
The Victims,
The Sonics,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance.
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.