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 Gambia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 chamberlin 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 Black Moon to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Second Layer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zapp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
EPMD,
Infiniti,
Motorama,
Erasure,
Swell Maps,
Joensuu 1685,
John Foxx,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Patti Smith,
The Dave Clark Five,
James White and The Blacks,
Cluster,
H. Thieme,
Goldenarms,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The New Christs,
Young Marble Giants,
Mandrill,
Brass Construction,
the Soft Cell,
Mars,
The Monochrome Set,
Scott Walker,
Gang Gang Dance,
New Age Steppers,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Tremeloes,
Marmalade,
The Zeros,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Barbara Tucker,
Blake Baxter,
The Barracudas,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Joe Smooth,
Underground Resistance,
Tommy Roe,
Easy Going,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Curtis Mayfield,
Robert Hood,
Terry Callier,
Rakim,
Graham Central Station,
Scratch Acid,
Jawbox,
World's Most,
The Red Krayola,
Don Cherry,
The Happenings,
Lalo Schifrin,
Nico,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lou Reed,
Rotary Connection,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.