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 Russia and from Tokyo.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 oboe 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 Black Moon to the dance 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 The Mighty Diamonds. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mission of Burma,
Ronan,
L. Decosne,
Letta Mbulu,
Big Daddy Kane,
Franke,
Aswad,
Rekid,
Kerri Chandler,
David Bowie,
Bobby Byrd,
Swell Maps,
Moss Icon,
Television,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sixth Finger,
Amon Düül II,
Make Up,
Scott Walker,
Grey Daturas,
Symarip,
Arcadia,
The Fire Engines,
Scrapy,
Accadde A,
Goldenarms,
Shoche,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lakeside,
Grandmaster Flash,
Theoretical Girls,
Chrome,
Essential Logic,
Arthur Verocai,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
K-Klass,
The Saints,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Grauzone,
Con Funk Shun,
Q and Not U,
UT,
Nils Olav,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Althea and Donna,
World's Most,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lebanon Hanover,
Flipper,
Soft Cell,
ABBA,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Susan Cadogan,
Crash Course in Science,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Stiv Bators,
The Knickerbockers,
The Mummies,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears.
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.