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 Kenya and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Fad Gadget to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Electric Prunes 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sällskapet,
the Swans,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Kaleidoscope,
Joy Division,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Funky Four + One,
Flipper,
Youth Brigade,
Roxette,
Archie Shepp,
Vainqueur,
Harpers Bizarre,
Brick,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bobby Sherman,
Rod Modell,
Radio Birdman,
The Cramps,
LL Cool J,
John Coltrane,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Offenders,
Wolf Eyes,
The Dirtbombs,
Los Fastidios,
Main Source,
Ten City,
Livin' Joy,
The New Christs,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
PIL,
Eric Copeland,
Oneida,
Gichy Dan,
Soft Machine,
This Heat,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
World's Most,
Kayak,
Sex Pistols,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Roger Hodgson,
Bobby Byrd,
Charles Mingus,
Flash Fearless,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Wally Richardson,
The Residents,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Star Department,
Absolute Body Control,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Cluster,
Scott Walker,
Shoche,
Heaven 17,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl.
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.