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 Cambodia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Happenings to the dance 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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All Alison Limerick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat 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 guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heaven 17 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
Frankie Knuckles,
Mars,
Gang Gang Dance,
One Last Wish,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Leonard Cohen,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Howard Jones,
Agent Orange,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jacques Brel,
Sun Ra,
Excepter,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kas Product,
The Moody Blues,
David Axelrod,
D'Angelo,
the Human League,
Piero Umiliani,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Patti Smith,
Sam Rivers,
Hot Snakes,
The Durutti Column,
Stiv Bators,
Graham Central Station,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Sonics,
The Gladiators,
Sight & Sound,
Barrington Levy,
Fear,
L. Decosne,
Intrusion,
Japan,
Goldenarms,
Theoretical Girls,
Ultra Naté,
Tears for Fears,
Newcleus,
Jerry Gold Smith,
John Coltrane,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
A Certain Ratio,
Cluster,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Public Enemy,
The Evens,
Robert Görl,
Faraquet,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Flamin' Groovies,
Aural Exciters,
Massinfluence,
Mad Mike,
UT,
The Beau Brummels,
Nik Kershaw,
Lightning Bolt,
Barbara Tucker,
Ronan, Ronan, Ronan, Ronan.
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.