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 Cyprus and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 synthesizer 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 Michelle Simonal 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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All The Cure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Strawberry Alarm Clock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yaz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Barracudas,
The Misunderstood,
Roy Ayers,
Flamin' Groovies,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Johnny Clarke,
The Alarm Clocks,
Brass Construction,
Pharoah Sanders,
Fear,
Youth Brigade,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Invisible,
The Monochrome Set,
DJ Sneak,
Girls At Our Best!,
Tears for Fears,
Animal Collective,
Joy Division,
The Standells,
Symarip,
Ralphi Rosario,
Public Image Ltd.,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sarah Menescal,
Sparks,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Derrick Morgan,
Essential Logic,
Quantec,
Darondo,
Make Up,
Barclay James Harvest,
cv313,
Curtis Mayfield,
David Axelrod,
The Names,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Todd Rundgren,
Minor Threat,
Letta Mbulu,
The Cramps,
Minny Pops,
Bluetip,
Stereo Dub,
Radiohead,
Jesper Dahlback,
Brothers Johnson,
Chris & Cosey,
The Moody Blues,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Dead C,
Eve St. Jones,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lalann,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.