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 Philippines and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon 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 harpsichord 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 The New Christs to the grime 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 The Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Frankie Knuckles tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tom Boy 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Human League,
Sonic Youth,
Laurel Aitken,
John Cale,
Lungfish,
The Names,
Mr. Review,
Brand Nubian,
In Retrospect,
The Divine Comedy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bill Near,
Ludus,
Stereo Dub,
Eurythmics,
Trumans Water,
Bauhaus,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Nick Fraelich,
Banda Bassotti,
Danielle Patucci,
Al Stewart,
John Foxx,
The Martian,
Isaac Hayes,
China Crisis,
OOIOO,
The Gun Club,
cv313,
Metal Thangz,
The Gap Band,
Talk Talk,
Glambeats Corp.,
Erykah Badu,
Scion,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Mark Hollis,
X-101,
Gang Green,
New Age Steppers,
Neil Young,
Siglo XX,
The Associates,
Funky Four + One,
Erasure,
Eric Dolphy,
Jandek,
Althea and Donna,
Thompson Twins,
Cameo,
Jimmy McGriff,
Iggy Pop,
Angry Samoans,
Severed Heads,
Pantytec,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Delon & Dalcan,
Alton Ellis,
Todd Terry,
The Blackbyrds,
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.