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 Marshall Islands and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 güiro 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 Josef K to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Barry Ungar. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crash Course in Science record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a spring reverb and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
Technova,
Man Parrish,
Bill Near,
Joy Division,
Piero Umiliani,
Wasted Youth,
Fat Boys,
The Cramps,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Grey Daturas,
These Immortal Souls,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Moby Grape,
Radiopuhelimet,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Flamin' Groovies,
Hardrive,
Angry Samoans,
A Certain Ratio,
Kerri Chandler,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Nik Kershaw,
Drive Like Jehu,
Joensuu 1685,
Japan,
Public Image Ltd.,
Davy DMX,
Bobby Byrd,
CMW,
Kas Product,
Motorama,
Aaron Thompson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Residents,
World's Most,
Grauzone,
Siglo XX,
Banda Bassotti,
Boogie Down Productions,
Public Enemy,
AZ,
Amazonics,
PIL,
Suicide,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sight & Sound,
Pantaleimon,
Little Man,
Sister Nancy,
La Düsseldorf,
The Tremeloes,
Guru Guru,
Flipper,
Khruangbin,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat.
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.