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 India and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Milan.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Connie Case to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Grauzone. All the underground hits.
All The Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mo-Dettes 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
The Modern Lovers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Mojo Men,
The Searchers,
Graham Central Station,
Drive Like Jehu,
the Association,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Massinfluence,
Throbbing Gristle,
Darondo,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ultravox,
Niagra,
Nico,
Porter Ricks,
The Sound,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Pagans,
Silicon Teens,
B.T. Express,
Donny Hathaway,
Black Pus,
Scion,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Marshall Jefferson,
Half Japanese,
Kerrie Biddell,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Swell Maps,
Agitation Free,
Charles Mingus,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Clear Light,
Unrelated Segments,
Barry Ungar,
Cybotron,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Davy DMX,
Liliput,
Scott Walker,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Skaos,
Second Layer,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Associates,
Stiv Bators,
Laurel Aitken,
Gang Green,
The Victims,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Jandek,
Hot Snakes,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville.
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.