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 Montenegro and from Manila.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Spoonie Gee to the electroclash 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 Gerry Rafferty. All the underground hits.
All Art Ensemble Of Chicago tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Todd Terry,
Reagan Youth,
Excepter,
The Pop Group,
Jeff Mills,
Gichy Dan,
10cc,
Goldenarms,
The Victims,
Amazonics,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Crispy Ambulance,
EPMD,
Boogie Down Productions,
Silicon Teens,
Marc Almond,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Nils Olav,
Byron Stingily,
Sparks,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Alice Coltrane,
Lower 48,
The Smoke,
Jacques Brel,
Gil Scott Heron,
Thee Headcoats,
Brand Nubian,
Carl Craig,
The Walker Brothers,
Matthew Bourne,
Barry Ungar,
Clear Light,
Michelle Simonal,
Danielle Patucci,
Bobby Womack,
The Young Rascals,
Subhumans,
Japan,
The Misunderstood,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Mr. Review,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Flamin' Groovies,
Minutemen,
Amon Düül II,
The Shadows of Knight,
X-102,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Star Department,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Count Five,
Franke,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Das Ding,
Althea and Donna,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kas Product,
Ash Ra Tempel,
the Swans,
Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat.
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.