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 Zambia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 the Slits to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Khruangbin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shoche record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Moss Icon,
Bronski Beat,
Black Pus,
Eurythmics,
China Crisis,
Lou Christie,
The Index,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Godley & Creme,
X-102,
Grandmaster Flash,
Brand Nubian,
Dennis Brown,
Donny Hathaway,
Wire,
Arcadia,
Pagans,
Judy Mowatt,
Can,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Eden Ahbez,
Negative Approach,
The Happenings,
Massinfluence,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Cymande,
Hot Snakes,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bad Manners,
Soft Cell,
Excepter,
Thee Headcoats,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Mantronix,
LL Cool J,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Desert Stars,
Bush Tetras,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Modern Lovers,
kango's stein massive,
Fatback Band,
Andrew Hill,
The Knickerbockers,
Stereo Dub,
Ten City,
Gong,
Juan Atkins,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lee Hazlewood,
Connie Case,
The Electric Prunes,
Shuggie Otis,
Glambeats Corp.,
Livin' Joy,
The Cure,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Parry Music,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.