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 Tanzania and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Depeche Mode to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All Todd Rundgren tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cowsills record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultravox,
Matthew Bourne,
Marc Almond,
Bill Near,
Brand Nubian,
Tubeway Army,
Gang Green,
The Moleskins,
Rosa Yemen,
Faraquet,
Minny Pops,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The J.B.'s,
Rapeman,
Pantaleimon,
Bad Manners,
Public Image Ltd.,
Dead Boys,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Todd Rundgren,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Stetsasonic,
The Selecter,
Symarip,
Yaz,
June Days,
Magazine,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
JFA,
Jerry's Kids,
The Human League,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Inner City,
Godley & Creme,
Sister Nancy,
Tim Buckley,
Livin' Joy,
Mo-Dettes,
cv313,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Soulsonic Force,
Minnie Riperton,
Gang Gang Dance,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Goldenarms,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Golliwogs,
Maurizio,
Rekid,
The Gap Band,
Slick Rick,
Kerri Chandler,
Icehouse,
Soft Cell,
Radiopuhelimet,
the Germs,
Agent Orange,
Smog,
Cameo, Cameo, Cameo, Cameo.
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.