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 Cuba and from Madrid.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Cure to the electroclash 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin 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 linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Residents,
Joe Smooth,
Aswad,
Kenny Larkin,
Sam Rivers,
Derrick May,
D'Angelo,
The Martian,
Gang of Four,
The Skatalites,
This Heat,
Joy Division,
A Flock of Seagulls,
T.S.O.L.,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Victims,
Laurel Aitken,
Schoolly D,
Bluetip,
Duran Duran,
Harry Pussy,
The Wake,
Metal Thangz,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Wolf Eyes,
Terrestrial Tones,
Porter Ricks,
Wire,
Scrapy,
Mad Mike,
Rakim,
The Monks,
ABC,
Lou Christie,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Cecil Taylor,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rod Modell,
Quando Quango,
Drive Like Jehu,
Erasure,
The Fugs,
Nils Olav,
Fad Gadget,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Suburban Knight,
Crash Course in Science,
Arthur Verocai,
Deakin,
Black Moon,
The Evens,
The Slackers,
Animal Collective,
L. Decosne,
The Fortunes,
The Fire Engines,
CMW,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.