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 Mozambique and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Rod Modell 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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All Pierre Henry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Flag record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ralphi Rosario 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?
Dave Gahan,
Black Sheep,
Wire,
the Normal,
Brick,
Janne Schatter,
Camberwell Now,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Echospace,
Boredoms,
the Association,
Cecil Taylor,
Roger Hodgson,
Pantaleimon,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Altered Images,
Lalo Schifrin,
Cameo,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ludus,
Eric Copeland,
The Slackers,
Robert Hood,
Malaria!,
Blancmange,
Terry Callier,
Kaleidoscope,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Arab on Radar,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Connie Case,
Marmalade,
Subhumans,
The Seeds,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Angels of Light,
Technova,
Soul Sonic Force,
The American Breed,
Dark Day,
Curtis Mayfield,
Fad Gadget,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Zero Boys,
Rotary Connection,
The Names,
These Immortal Souls,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Make Up,
Bobby Hutcherson,
John Foxx,
Magma,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Minor Threat,
Desert Stars,
Delta 5,
Brass Construction,
Franke, Franke, Franke, Franke.
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.