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 Israel and from Tehran.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Spandau Ballet to the electroclash 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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Tim Buckley tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Human League record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
Barclay James Harvest,
FM Einheit,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
E-Dancer,
Chrome,
Average White Band,
Eric B and Rakim,
the Normal,
New Age Steppers,
The Moody Blues,
The Sonics,
The Monochrome Set,
Arthur Verocai,
Ice-T,
ABBA,
Unrelated Segments,
Joy Division,
Television Personalities,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Banda Bassotti,
Essential Logic,
Qualms,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gang Gang Dance,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Colin Newman,
DJ Sneak,
X-102,
World's Most,
Davy DMX,
Joensuu 1685,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Slick Rick,
Absolute Body Control,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sarah Menescal,
Wire,
In Retrospect,
a-ha,
Radiohead,
Ultra Naté,
Black Moon,
Blossom Toes,
Tubeway Army,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Neu!,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rakim,
K-Klass,
The Smiths,
Junior Murvin,
The Birthday Party,
Prince Buster,
L. Decosne,
Zero Boys,
Urselle,
June Days,
Bush Tetras,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Vogues,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.