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 Indonesia and from Salvador.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Neil Young to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 F. McDonald. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kevin Saunderson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Index record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Magma,
Judy Mowatt,
Joe Finger,
Loose Ends,
Bill Near,
The Music Machine,
Henry Cow,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Doobie Brothers,
the Soft Cell,
Crime,
Maleditus Sound,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Peter and Kerry,
Gang of Four,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Unwound,
Dennis Brown,
Morten Harket,
Harpers Bizarre,
Rufus Thomas,
Qualms,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Absolute Body Control,
Dave Gahan,
Mo-Dettes,
Suicide,
The Five Americans,
Lakeside,
Kool Moe Dee,
Robert Hood,
Ronan,
Television Personalities,
Delta 5,
Pierre Henry,
June Days,
Roy Ayers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Groovy Waters,
X-102,
The Sound,
Black Pus,
Y Pants,
World's Most,
The Detroit Cobras,
Siglo XX,
Agent Orange,
Public Enemy,
Lebanon Hanover,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
X-Ray Spex,
Barclay James Harvest,
Mark Hollis,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Litter,
The Standells,
Supertramp,
U.S. Maple,
The Cure,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.