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 Kiribati and from Milan.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Can to the dance 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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Pus 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
Lee Hazlewood,
World's Most,
Altered Images,
Angry Samoans,
Von Mondo,
The Monochrome Set,
Susan Cadogan,
The Tremeloes,
Lou Christie,
Outsiders,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Minor Threat,
Rosa Yemen,
Ultravox,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lucky Dragons,
Rotary Connection,
Inner City,
Sunsets and Hearts,
UT,
Mad Mike,
Dave Gahan,
Morten Harket,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Leaves,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Harpers Bizarre,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Thee Headcoats,
Electric Prunes,
Q and Not U,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Grass Roots,
Arthur Verocai,
Neu!,
Soul II Soul,
Echospace,
Anakelly,
Agitation Free,
John Lydon,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Oneida,
Ronnie Foster,
B.T. Express,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Joe Smooth,
Black Moon,
Blancmange,
The Neon Judgement,
Wasted Youth,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ice-T,
The Alarm Clocks,
Maleditus Sound,
Vladislav Delay,
Masters at Work,
Japan,
Kenny Larkin,
Groovy Waters,
Derrick May,
The Fortunes,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.