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 St Lucia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lyon.
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 808 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 Josef K to the rock 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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.
All The Vogues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hardrive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pulsallama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Trojans,
Arab on Radar,
The Smiths,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
MC5,
Robert Wyatt,
Half Japanese,
Shoche,
Harpers Bizarre,
Peter and Kerry,
The Martian,
The Index,
Procol Harum,
Section 25,
John Holt,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
L. Decosne,
Scott Walker,
The Invisible,
Davy DMX,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Hasil Adkins,
Mantronix,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
T. Rex,
Moby Grape,
Bizarre Inc.,
Boogie Down Productions,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Amon Düül,
James White and The Blacks,
The Cure,
Kurtis Blow,
Easy Going,
Mr. Review,
CMW,
Masters at Work,
Blossom Toes,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Erasure,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gil Scott Heron,
Connie Case,
Idris Muhammad,
Barclay James Harvest,
Heaven 17,
the Slits,
Black Sheep,
Lightning Bolt,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Associates,
Joey Negro,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ultravox,
Sandy B,
Lou Reed,
The Move,
Adolescents,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.