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 Djibouti and from Madrid.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the 808 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 Alison Limerick to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All Suicide tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camberwell Now,
The J.B.'s,
Metal Thangz,
Connie Case,
The Leaves,
Gang Green,
Symarip,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
the Bar-Kays,
Make Up,
Ponytail,
Spoonie Gee,
Nico,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Echospace,
Danielle Patucci,
The Moleskins,
Fear,
Alphaville,
Wasted Youth,
Icehouse,
U.S. Maple,
Ice-T,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Country Teasers,
Jacques Brel,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Shadows of Knight,
Negative Approach,
The Buckinghams,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Nick Fraelich,
The Pretty Things,
Japan,
Henry Cow,
The Standells,
Dave Gahan,
Bang On A Can,
China Crisis,
Duran Duran,
Quando Quango,
E-Dancer,
The Techniques,
Q and Not U,
Pagans,
Minny Pops,
Audionom,
Sixth Finger,
Marshall Jefferson,
Tears for Fears,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Tomorrow,
Index,
Barbara Tucker,
Fatback Band,
Pylon,
the Soft Cell,
Davy DMX,
Scientists,
The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs.
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.