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 China and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 organ 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 Bobby Hutcherson to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 In Retrospect. All the underground hits.
All John Foxx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerrie Biddell 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Goldenarms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Age Steppers,
Nick Fraelich,
Flipper,
Bill Wells,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gil Scott Heron,
T.S.O.L.,
Chris Corsano,
Scott Walker,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Deepchord,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bluetip,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Black Flag,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rites of Spring,
Unwound,
The Human League,
Public Image Ltd.,
John Lydon,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Fat Boys,
Ronan,
Hoover,
Nik Kershaw,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Monolake,
Cymande,
David McCallum,
Flamin' Groovies,
Funky Four + One,
Lou Reed,
Skriet,
Sight & Sound,
Lee Hazlewood,
Joey Negro,
Gang Green,
Guru Guru,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Glambeats Corp.,
Maurizio,
U.S. Maple,
Aaron Thompson,
Black Bananas,
Trumans Water,
Kenny Larkin,
Donny Hathaway,
Charles Mingus,
Monks,
Lakeside,
Joensuu 1685,
EPMD,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Swans,
Roxy Music,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey.
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.