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 Mauritius and from Jakarta.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the marimba 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 Agent Orange to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All Franke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joensuu 1685 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Circle Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Liliput,
Pet Shop Boys,
Iggy Pop,
Amon Düül,
Inner City,
The J.B.'s,
Sixth Finger,
The Fortunes,
The Raincoats,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bobby Womack,
Althea and Donna,
JFA,
K-Klass,
Negative Approach,
Pylon,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pharoah Sanders,
Skaos,
Lee Hazlewood,
Man Parrish,
Gang Gang Dance,
Amon Düül II,
Siglo XX,
Duran Duran,
Japan,
Colin Newman,
Talk Talk,
Au Pairs,
The Pretty Things,
The Dirtbombs,
Make Up,
Barbara Tucker,
Ice-T,
Grauzone,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lalann,
David Bowie,
China Crisis,
The Invisible,
Theoretical Girls,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Star Department,
Mo-Dettes,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Black Pus,
Lakeside,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Zero Boys,
Sparks,
Quantec,
Altered Images,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Cameo,
Peter and Kerry,
Lucky Dragons,
Rod Modell,
New Order,
Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding.
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.