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 Palau and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Kinks to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Bill Near. All the underground hits.
All The Gun Club tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Subhumans 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Surgeon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Birthday Party,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Dark Day,
Newcleus,
Gang Green,
Sun City Girls,
Shuggie Otis,
The Motions,
Wolf Eyes,
Erasure,
The Fortunes,
the Slits,
The Real Kids,
New York Dolls,
The Litter,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Gories,
Tres Demented,
The Dave Clark Five,
Hardrive,
Main Source,
DJ Sneak,
Sight & Sound,
Marc Almond,
Motorama,
The Grass Roots,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Wake,
MC5,
Popol Vuh,
Al Stewart,
The Barracudas,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Byron Stingily,
Boredoms,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Circle Jerks,
Harpers Bizarre,
Janne Schatter,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Altered Images,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pere Ubu,
Bobby Womack,
Bronski Beat,
The Fall,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
CMW,
Roy Ayers,
Piero Umiliani,
Cybotron,
The Buckinghams,
Hot Snakes,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pussy Galore,
Cheater Slicks,
Royal Trux,
Delta 5,
Terry Callier,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.