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 Luxembourg and from Bremen.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the guitar 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 Joe Smooth to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ohio Players. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Evens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doors record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
Kevin Saunderson,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
John Coltrane,
Underground Resistance,
Warren Ellis,
The Raincoats,
Nas,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pharoah Sanders,
Tres Demented,
Connie Case,
Jeff Mills,
Depeche Mode,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Smog,
The Modern Lovers,
Scan 7,
Porter Ricks,
Davy DMX,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Fat Boys,
Josef K,
Leonard Cohen,
Dark Day,
Joe Smooth,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ralphi Rosario,
Das Ding,
Brand Nubian,
The Barracudas,
Visage,
Nico,
the Bar-Kays,
Mr. Review,
Nils Olav,
Jerry's Kids,
Bang On A Can,
The Grass Roots,
The Knickerbockers,
The Pretty Things,
Wally Richardson,
F. McDonald,
Dave Gahan,
Flamin' Groovies,
Idris Muhammad,
Roxette,
Minny Pops,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Dennis Brown,
Lower 48,
Yellowson,
Pole,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Organ,
The Angels of Light,
Shoche,
Supertramp,
Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach.
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.