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 Ethiopia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Velvet Underground to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Chris & Cosey. All the underground hits.
All The Golliwogs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deadbeat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
These Immortal Souls,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Negative Approach,
Jerry's Kids,
Bad Manners,
The Vogues,
PIL,
Electric Light Orchestra,
AZ,
Tom Boy,
Scratch Acid,
Peter and Kerry,
Gerry Rafferty,
Big Daddy Kane,
Warren Ellis,
ABC,
The Leaves,
The Remains,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Real Kids,
Pussy Galore,
Todd Rundgren,
Nick Fraelich,
La Düsseldorf,
Yellowson,
The Five Americans,
The Cure,
Minor Threat,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Supertramp,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Aswad,
Isaac Hayes,
Arab on Radar,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
10cc,
The Walker Brothers,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Human League,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Second Layer,
the Human League,
Leonard Cohen,
Camberwell Now,
Yusef Lateef,
Sarah Menescal,
The Cosmic Jokers,
K-Klass,
Jawbox,
Half Japanese,
Howard Jones,
Radiopuhelimet,
ABBA,
Barry Ungar,
Delta 5,
Trumans Water,
Roger Hodgson,
Cheater Slicks,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Aaron Thompson,
Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants.
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.