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 Madagascar and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Dual Sessions to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Boredoms. All the underground hits.
All Thompson Twins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Angels of Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
Schoolly D,
Derrick Morgan,
Grey Daturas,
Johnny Clarke,
Quadrant,
Letta Mbulu,
Basic Channel,
Desert Stars,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lightning Bolt,
Roxette,
Trumans Water,
The Gap Band,
Lindisfarne,
Youth Brigade,
Jeff Mills,
The Slackers,
Dennis Brown,
The Invisible,
Rapeman,
Ornette Coleman,
Stetsasonic,
Erasure,
Kool Moe Dee,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Black Bananas,
The Cure,
The Busters,
U.S. Maple,
Cheater Slicks,
Fad Gadget,
Half Japanese,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Kas Product,
D'Angelo,
Vainqueur,
The Young Rascals,
Gil Scott Heron,
The American Breed,
Motorama,
Flipper,
Liliput,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Leaves,
Cluster,
Hot Snakes,
Absolute Body Control,
The Electric Prunes,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Los Fastidios,
Vladislav Delay,
Magma,
Siglo XX,
Aural Exciters,
Shuggie Otis,
Marshall Jefferson,
Pere Ubu,
T.S.O.L.,
Marmalade,
The Names,
Lakeside,
The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds.
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.