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 Niger and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Delhi.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Bad Manners to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Prince Buster. All the underground hits.
All Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Black Dice,
Brand Nubian,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ronan,
Bauhaus,
Metal Thangz,
Motorama,
Los Fastidios,
John Lydon,
Godley & Creme,
Erasure,
Jerry Gold Smith,
MDC,
Tubeway Army,
Boogie Down Productions,
Visage,
Deadbeat,
Avey Tare,
Underground Resistance,
Stockholm Monsters,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sonic Youth,
Skaos,
Television Personalities,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bronski Beat,
The Divine Comedy,
Johnny Clarke,
Arab on Radar,
Scrapy,
Severed Heads,
Urselle,
The Index,
Iggy Pop,
Pole,
Bush Tetras,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Tears for Fears,
Camberwell Now,
Wolf Eyes,
The Birthday Party,
Mo-Dettes,
Goldenarms,
Big Daddy Kane,
Khruangbin,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Agitation Free,
The New Christs,
Pylon,
Clear Light,
Rotary Connection,
Black Moon,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Leonard Cohen,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Nick Fraelich,
Aloha Tigers,
Mad Mike,
The Detroit Cobras,
Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles.
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.