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 Paraguay and from Copenhagen.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the sitar 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 H. Thieme to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Section 25. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Osbourne,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Inner City,
Masters at Work,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sound Behaviour,
Janne Schatter,
Groovy Waters,
Bluetip,
Nas,
Lou Reed,
L. Decosne,
Laurel Aitken,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Wake,
World's Most,
Television,
Pierre Henry,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ultra Naté,
The Dirtbombs,
Blossom Toes,
Dark Day,
Kool Moe Dee,
Todd Terry,
Fat Boys,
Black Bananas,
Gang Gang Dance,
Amon Düül II,
Ten City,
Interpol,
The Detroit Cobras,
Eurythmics,
Joy Division,
Judy Mowatt,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sparks,
Jerry's Kids,
The Real Kids,
Amazonics,
MC5,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bobby Byrd,
The Tremeloes,
The Trojans,
Bootsy Collins,
Peter and Kerry,
Moss Icon,
The Happenings,
Depeche Mode,
Archie Shepp,
Anthony Braxton,
The Residents,
Brand Nubian,
David Axelrod,
The Black Dice,
Leonard Cohen,
Joyce Sims,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.