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 Cameroon and from Mumbai.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the sitar 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 Franke to the grunge 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 Crispian St. Peters. All the underground hits.
All Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls 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 '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 Sparks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
Main Source,
Television Personalities,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Human League,
10cc,
Cheater Slicks,
Boogie Down Productions,
Matthew Halsall,
Tubeway Army,
PIL,
Avey Tare,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Harmonia,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
JFA,
Kas Product,
Janne Schatter,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Donald Byrd,
Derrick Morgan,
Darondo,
Deakin,
The Toasters,
Skarface,
Minny Pops,
Yaz,
D'Angelo,
The Trojans,
Rufus Thomas,
Joyce Sims,
The Birthday Party,
Skaos,
The Standells,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pussy Galore,
The Techniques,
Todd Terry,
U.S. Maple,
Au Pairs,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Aural Exciters,
Funky Four + One,
Accadde A,
Magazine,
Soft Cell,
Arthur Verocai,
Clear Light,
The Leaves,
Iggy Pop,
Rotary Connection,
Piero Umiliani,
Suburban Knight,
New York Dolls,
Wasted Youth,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Pet Shop Boys,
Hoover,
The Grass Roots,
Massinfluence,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.