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 Angola and from Madrid.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Minny Pops to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All Dead Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every These Immortal Souls 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barclay James Harvest,
Rekid,
Stiv Bators,
La Düsseldorf,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Throbbing Gristle,
Smog,
Nick Fraelich,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Drexciya,
Bobby Womack,
Sugar Minott,
Mission of Burma,
Suburban Knight,
Sister Nancy,
the Germs,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Chris Corsano,
Animal Collective,
Mad Mike,
Aural Exciters,
Anakelly,
Symarip,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Monks,
The Neon Judgement,
Joyce Sims,
Isaac Hayes,
A Certain Ratio,
The Stooges,
The Angels of Light,
Spandau Ballet,
The Monochrome Set,
Bluetip,
The American Breed,
Deadbeat,
Moby Grape,
Brothers Johnson,
The Fire Engines,
Eve St. Jones,
Henry Cow,
Scott Walker,
Pulsallama,
Kerri Chandler,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Moleskins,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Star Department,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Cramps,
The Mojo Men,
The Barracudas,
Hot Snakes,
Nirvana,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Wake,
Stockholm Monsters,
Hasil Adkins,
Camouflage,
LL Cool J,
This Heat, This Heat, This Heat, This Heat.
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.