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 Chad and from Cairo.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Anthony Braxton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mad Mike 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Royal Trux,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Audionom,
Nirvana,
Pagans,
Kayak,
Crooked Eye,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Junior Murvin,
Wally Richardson,
Dave Gahan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Birthday Party,
Marvin Gaye,
Public Enemy,
Monolake,
The Barracudas,
The Sonics,
Aural Exciters,
Lalo Schifrin,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
L. Decosne,
Camberwell Now,
Black Moon,
Yellowson,
Ronnie Foster,
Danielle Patucci,
June of 44,
Nils Olav,
Funky Four + One,
Lou Reed,
Kurtis Blow,
Can,
Bush Tetras,
Faraquet,
Swans,
The Mummies,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Marcia Griffiths,
Al Stewart,
The Modern Lovers,
The Walker Brothers,
Parry Music,
KRS-One,
Bill Near,
T.S.O.L.,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Subhumans,
Grey Daturas,
Porter Ricks,
U.S. Maple,
Magma,
Laurel Aitken,
UT,
Fugazi,
The Young Rascals,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
La Düsseldorf,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Essential Logic,
8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy.
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.