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 Libya and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 808 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 Peter and Kerry to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Bobby Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Con Funk Shun tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sly & The Family Stone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
Pantaleimon,
Infiniti,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bang On A Can,
Popol Vuh,
Andrew Hill,
Kerri Chandler,
The Blackbyrds,
Swans,
Gregory Isaacs,
Radiohead,
Fatback Band,
The Litter,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sun Ra,
Heaven 17,
The J.B.'s,
Colin Newman,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Symarip,
Cybotron,
Amazonics,
Crispian St. Peters,
Underground Resistance,
Fad Gadget,
Althea and Donna,
Peter and Kerry,
Mantronix,
Rhythm & Sound,
Simply Red,
Jandek,
The Gap Band,
Magazine,
Slick Rick,
Warren Ellis,
Bootsy Collins,
Dave Gahan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lucky Dragons,
Kaleidoscope,
Joy Division,
Neu!,
Girls At Our Best!,
Jeff Mills,
T. Rex,
Q and Not U,
Model 500,
Little Man,
The Velvet Underground,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Vladislav Delay,
Piero Umiliani,
The Five Americans,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Fat Boys,
Terrestrial Tones,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Electric Prunes,
Bill Wells,
Wings,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.