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 Jordan and from Philadelphia.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Peter and Kerry to the electroclash 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 Mars. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The New Christs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gun Club 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?
Visage,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
JFA,
Nirvana,
Barbara Tucker,
Rakim,
Lee Hazlewood,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Dark Day,
Section 25,
Pere Ubu,
Girls At Our Best!,
Vladislav Delay,
Bill Near,
Rites of Spring,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Letta Mbulu,
Scrapy,
Half Japanese,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Urselle,
Bill Wells,
Supertramp,
The Gladiators,
Jimmy McGriff,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gastr Del Sol,
Eurythmics,
Shoche,
Jeff Lynne,
Mars,
Neu!,
Animal Collective,
Roy Ayers,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Alice Coltrane,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Blossom Toes,
Shuggie Otis,
The Shadows of Knight,
Godley & Creme,
Make Up,
Jeff Mills,
Magma,
Zero Boys,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Red Krayola,
Laurel Aitken,
the Germs,
Joey Negro,
John Coltrane,
X-101,
Reagan Youth,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Technova,
Youth Brigade,
Black Sheep,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Darondo, Darondo, Darondo, Darondo.
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.