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 Macedonia and from Toronto.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Association to the rap 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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Althea and Donna 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
Bobby Womack,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
KRS-One,
Minny Pops,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The New Christs,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bluetip,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Janne Schatter,
Icehouse,
Scratch Acid,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Monochrome Set,
Toni Rubio,
Model 500,
The Barracudas,
Cluster,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Nick Fraelich,
Little Man,
Interpol,
Jerry's Kids,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Section 25,
Niagra,
Can,
Mantronix,
The Neon Judgement,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Dave Gahan,
Rufus Thomas,
Yellowson,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Visage,
Amon Düül II,
Cecil Taylor,
Tom Boy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sandy B,
The Trojans,
Alphaville,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Audionom,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Supertramp,
Y Pants,
The Busters,
Donald Byrd,
Scientists,
The Gories,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Dark Day,
Cybotron,
Royal Trux,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.