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 Finland and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 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 Buzzcocks to the techno 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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Sherman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
PIL,
China Crisis,
Blossom Toes,
Barclay James Harvest,
Johnny Osbourne,
Camouflage,
Theoretical Girls,
Buzzcocks,
Cal Tjader,
Sex Pistols,
Archie Shepp,
The Slackers,
Nico,
Rekid,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Gladiators,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kevin Saunderson,
Matthew Bourne,
Rakim,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Robert Görl,
Soul Sonic Force,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Essential Logic,
Ten City,
Alice Coltrane,
Black Pus,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Red Krayola,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Dorothy Ashby,
Amon Düül II,
Young Marble Giants,
Andrew Hill,
Steve Hackett,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Yusef Lateef,
Rapeman,
Ultravox,
Maurizio,
the Human League,
Duran Duran,
B.T. Express,
The Associates,
Swell Maps,
Junior Murvin,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
DJ Style,
the Swans,
Harmonia,
Agent Orange,
Robert Hood,
T. Rex,
Franke,
Terrestrial Tones,
Dark Day,
Darondo,
Pulsallama,
The Stooges,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.