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 Mauritania and from Copenhagen.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Essential Logic to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Byron Stingily. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Sherman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Mantronix,
Sun Ra,
Scientists,
Unrelated Segments,
B.T. Express,
Television Personalities,
The Kinks,
Shuggie Otis,
the Human League,
Anakelly,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lalann,
Curtis Mayfield,
Hashim,
Al Stewart,
Livin' Joy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Slits,
Barrington Levy,
Cal Tjader,
Yaz,
Gang Starr,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
These Immortal Souls,
ABC,
Gong,
Franke,
Massinfluence,
Siglo XX,
Bang On A Can,
Vladislav Delay,
The Music Machine,
The Saints,
Tubeway Army,
Wasted Youth,
Flash Fearless,
the Slits,
Jandek,
Magazine,
The Busters,
Man Eating Sloth,
the Germs,
David McCallum,
Gichy Dan,
Black Flag,
Wolf Eyes,
Todd Terry,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
New Age Steppers,
Sexual Harrassment,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Angry Samoans,
Stereo Dub,
The Detroit Cobras,
Godley & Creme,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Tomorrow,
Goldenarms,
Joyce Sims,
Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants.
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.