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 Andorra and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids to the techno 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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All Tears for Fears tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The J.B.'s record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Intrusion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Saints,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Television Personalities,
Mo-Dettes,
Amazonics,
The J.B.'s,
Q65,
Aloha Tigers,
David McCallum,
F. McDonald,
Das Ding,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Jeff Mills,
The Move,
Bush Tetras,
Adolescents,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Minny Pops,
MC5,
Public Image Ltd.,
Glenn Branca,
Patti Smith,
Nils Olav,
Michelle Simonal,
Newcleus,
Gang Green,
Kayak,
The Star Department,
Funkadelic,
Gastr Del Sol,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Yazoo,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sam Rivers,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Drive Like Jehu,
Johnny Osbourne,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Warren Ellis,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Moby Grape,
The Dirtbombs,
Hashim,
Gerry Rafferty,
John Holt,
Fluxion,
Sister Nancy,
Icehouse,
Sonny Sharrock,
R.M.O.,
John Coltrane,
8 Eyed Spy,
Scrapy,
Anakelly,
Brick,
Skarface,
Dual Sessions,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Unrelated Segments,
China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.
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.