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 Jamaica and from Mumbai.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Taipei.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Anakelly to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Nils Olav. All the underground hits.
All Arab on Radar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cymande 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dirtbombs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Byrd,
Peter & Gordon,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Negative Approach,
Bad Manners,
K-Klass,
Patti Smith,
the Normal,
Stiv Bators,
Tubeway Army,
the Germs,
Visage,
Sparks,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sandy B,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Rotary Connection,
Rufus Thomas,
Crispy Ambulance,
Boz Scaggs,
Joey Negro,
Yusef Lateef,
Infiniti,
Juan Atkins,
The Motions,
Al Stewart,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Magma,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Dead Boys,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Count Five,
Jesper Dahlback,
Cecil Taylor,
Quando Quango,
The Litter,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Knickerbockers,
The Raincoats,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Joensuu 1685,
Mr. Review,
June of 44,
Ornette Coleman,
David McCallum,
Tom Boy,
World's Most,
Todd Rundgren,
Yazoo,
Josef K,
Smog,
Wally Richardson,
Rhythm & Sound,
It's A Beautiful Day,
MDC,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rapeman,
the Sonics,
Television, Television, Television, Television.
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.