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 Uruguay and from Accra.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Calgary.
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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sonny Sharrock to the disco 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 Essential Logic. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade 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 linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joey Negro record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wolf Eyes,
The Doors,
Trumans Water,
The Flesh Eaters,
Scrapy,
Inner City,
The Invisible,
Peter and Kerry,
Babytalk,
the Slits,
David Axelrod,
The Stooges,
Second Layer,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Motions,
Dennis Brown,
Ituana,
Niagra,
Derrick Morgan,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Basic Channel,
Soft Cell,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Pretty Things,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Jeff Mills,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Albert Ayler,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Smog,
Morten Harket,
Roger Hodgson,
The Happenings,
The Shadows of Knight,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Joensuu 1685,
Mars,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Matthew Halsall,
The Standells,
Japan,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Anakelly,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Make Up,
H. Thieme,
Rotary Connection,
Sandy B,
Donny Hathaway,
Agent Orange,
Grauzone,
Hardrive,
Camouflage,
the Soft Cell,
Archie Shepp,
Black Flag,
The Fortunes,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.