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 Malta and from Houston.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Oblivians to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash,
Dead Boys,
Vladislav Delay,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Hasil Adkins,
Curtis Mayfield,
Cluster,
Japan,
Lower 48,
The Shadows of Knight,
Maurizio,
The Fuzztones,
Neil Young,
Depeche Mode,
Massinfluence,
Little Man,
Rosa Yemen,
the Soft Cell,
Dave Gahan,
James White and The Blacks,
Eddi Front,
Erykah Badu,
The Stooges,
Blake Baxter,
Glambeats Corp.,
U.S. Maple,
Jacob Miller,
The Searchers,
The Velvet Underground,
Sonic Youth,
Slave,
Hoover,
The Happenings,
Eric B and Rakim,
Warsaw,
Smog,
Derrick Morgan,
Popol Vuh,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Music Machine,
The Sonics,
The Angels of Light,
Tim Buckley,
The Blackbyrds,
Fluxion,
The Motions,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Oblivians,
Minnie Riperton,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Monolake,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Offenders,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ultravox,
PIL,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Mummies,
Flipper,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Cure,
Harry Pussy,
Ten City,
Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses.
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.