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 Tajikistan and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the snare 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 The Moleskins to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Sound. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gladiators record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minnie Riperton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Rotary Connection,
Fugazi,
Erasure,
Lou Christie,
Tomorrow,
Al Stewart,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Detroit Cobras,
kango's stein massive,
John Lydon,
Gichy Dan,
Crooked Eye,
Joy Division,
Flipper,
Index,
Johnny Clarke,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Absolute Body Control,
Pharoah Sanders,
Pylon,
The Real Kids,
Royal Trux,
MC5,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bobby Sherman,
The Young Rascals,
The Index,
X-101,
Popol Vuh,
Pulsallama,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gang of Four,
Amon Düül II,
Animal Collective,
Skaos,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Chris Corsano,
JFA,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gabor Szabo,
T. Rex,
Kenny Larkin,
Alphaville,
The Remains,
John Coltrane,
Groovy Waters,
B.T. Express,
Marine Girls,
The Blues Magoos,
Brass Construction,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Moss Icon,
The Sisters of Mercy,
the Soft Cell,
Adolescents,
The Invisible,
a-ha,
Average White Band,
Chrome,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.