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 Korea North and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Dead Boys to the grime 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 Black Bananas. All the underground hits.
All Patti Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heavy D & The Boyz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cymande,
Zero Boys,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Pole,
Brothers Johnson,
Pylon,
Parry Music,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Pantaleimon,
The Gap Band,
Glenn Branca,
Second Layer,
Alphaville,
Crispy Ambulance,
Anthony Braxton,
Tomorrow,
Eric B and Rakim,
Lower 48,
Altered Images,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Roxette,
Gang Gang Dance,
Youth Brigade,
48th St. Collective,
Lakeside,
Ponytail,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Delta 5,
David Axelrod,
Howard Jones,
Make Up,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Shoche,
Ice-T,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Count Five,
Black Bananas,
PIL,
Monolake,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Fugs,
Iggy Pop,
Flash Fearless,
Yaz,
Kerri Chandler,
Sarah Menescal,
Pulsallama,
Nas,
The Red Krayola,
Aloha Tigers,
Freddie Wadling,
Circle Jerks,
Swans,
Reagan Youth,
Surgeon,
Cecil Taylor,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ornette Coleman,
Simply Red,
Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse.
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.