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 Bolivia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Gun Club to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Blancmange. All the underground hits.
All The Cramps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABBA,
Crash Course in Science,
Aural Exciters,
Joy Division,
Lakeside,
Young Marble Giants,
The Techniques,
The Invisible,
Underground Resistance,
Erasure,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Buckinghams,
Clear Light,
Ralphi Rosario,
Japan,
Skaos,
Niagra,
Tomorrow,
Agent Orange,
Barrington Levy,
Tropical Tobacco,
Arcadia,
a-ha,
Anakelly,
Black Sheep,
Oneida,
Jandek,
Sound Behaviour,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Peter & Gordon,
Babytalk,
Franke,
Curtis Mayfield,
Buzzcocks,
The Fugs,
Sandy B,
Little Man,
Bluetip,
The Shadows of Knight,
Moebius,
Lower 48,
cv313,
Mantronix,
Don Cherry,
Warren Ellis,
Lungfish,
Basic Channel,
Silicon Teens,
Ponytail,
The Velvet Underground,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Real Kids,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Maurizio,
Bill Near,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Crispy Ambulance,
Cybotron,
The Slackers,
The Red Krayola,
Eurythmics,
Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims.
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.