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 Paraguay and from Shanghai.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Dave Gahan to the funk 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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All Stockholm Monsters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
Stetsasonic,
Scan 7,
Country Teasers,
Yaz,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
the Human League,
Camouflage,
LL Cool J,
The New Christs,
Sugar Minott,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bush Tetras,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lou Reed,
James Chance & The Contortions,
E-Dancer,
DJ Style,
Chris & Cosey,
Underground Resistance,
The Residents,
Juan Atkins,
Drive Like Jehu,
Joe Smooth,
Pole,
Nation of Ulysses,
MC5,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lalo Schifrin,
kango's stein massive,
The Star Department,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Josef K,
Marshall Jefferson,
Roxy Music,
The Doors,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Alphaville,
Von Mondo,
Spandau Ballet,
Scratch Acid,
Joey Negro,
Reagan Youth,
Theoretical Girls,
Soft Machine,
Popol Vuh,
Electric Prunes,
The Invisible,
Swans,
The Dave Clark Five,
Marine Girls,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Clear Light,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Monolake,
Shoche,
Amon Düül II,
Mo-Dettes,
Henry Cow,
JFA,
Sarah Menescal,
Fear, Fear, Fear, Fear.
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.