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 Hungary and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Real Kids to the punk 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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lightning Bolt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moleskins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Liliput,
Wire,
Fatback Band,
Sandy B,
Sister Nancy,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Glenn Branca,
The United States of America,
The Trojans,
Juan Atkins,
Reuben Wilson,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Real Kids,
ABC,
The J.B.'s,
X-102,
Lyres,
Judy Mowatt,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Dave Gahan,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
MDC,
Ronnie Foster,
The Golliwogs,
Curtis Mayfield,
Silicon Teens,
The Gladiators,
Los Fastidios,
Model 500,
Accadde A,
Rufus Thomas,
Henry Cow,
Livin' Joy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
X-Ray Spex,
MC5,
Dead Boys,
Sam Rivers,
The Invisible,
Suburban Knight,
Cymande,
The Flesh Eaters,
Soulsonic Force,
Shuggie Otis,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Evens,
The Human League,
Bluetip,
the Bar-Kays,
Tommy Roe,
Deepchord,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Negative Approach,
The Gap Band,
Jerry's Kids,
Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops.
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.