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 San Marino and from Taipei.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Skriet to the grime 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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All The Vogues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faust,
The Velvet Underground,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Monks,
Kayak,
Boz Scaggs,
The Durutti Column,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Don Cherry,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Heaven 17,
the Slits,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Jeff Mills,
Junior Murvin,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Standells,
T.S.O.L.,
Subhumans,
Cymande,
The Human League,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Alarm Clocks,
Camberwell Now,
Franke,
John Holt,
Aswad,
Quando Quango,
Outsiders,
Japan,
Roger Hodgson,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Mad Mike,
ABC,
Pagans,
L. Decosne,
Theoretical Girls,
Suburban Knight,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Dawn Penn,
Roxy Music,
Lindisfarne,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Cameo,
Sugar Minott,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Donald Byrd,
Traffic Nightmare,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
10cc,
Hasil Adkins,
Average White Band,
Erykah Badu,
Ronnie Foster,
Second Layer,
Sonic Youth,
Eddi Front,
Yazoo,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.