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 Ghana and from Portland.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 sitar 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 Wolf Eyes to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Junior Murvin 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Pagans,
Gang Green,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Modern Lovers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Deadbeat,
Erasure,
Make Up,
Motorama,
The Leaves,
Jeff Mills,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Camberwell Now,
June of 44,
Chris & Cosey,
The Blues Magoos,
Tommy Roe,
The Durutti Column,
Los Fastidios,
Fela Kuti,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Johnny Osbourne,
Livin' Joy,
The American Breed,
Stiv Bators,
Panda Bear,
Swell Maps,
La Düsseldorf,
JFA,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Cecil Taylor,
Sixth Finger,
Reagan Youth,
Donny Hathaway,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Avey Tare,
The Slits,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Tres Demented,
The Mojo Men,
the Soft Cell,
Ten City,
Roxette,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Martian,
The Divine Comedy,
Maurizio,
Yellowson,
Flash Fearless,
Blossom Toes,
Kerrie Biddell,
Magazine,
Joy Division,
Alison Limerick,
Soul Sonic Force,
CMW,
Todd Rundgren,
Black Flag,
Marine Girls,
Technova,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon.
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.