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 Suriname and from Johannesburg.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the marimba 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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sarah Menescal. All the underground hits.
All Buzzcocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Desert Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Girls At Our Best!,
Tom Boy,
the Soft Cell,
Bobby Byrd,
Lee Hazlewood,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Au Pairs,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Animal Collective,
Ralphi Rosario,
Saccharine Trust,
Section 25,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bluetip,
Malaria!,
Absolute Body Control,
Trumans Water,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Scrapy,
The Mojo Men,
Wings,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Detroit Cobras,
Eden Ahbez,
the Human League,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Dead C,
Mr. Review,
Grandmaster Flash,
Godley & Creme,
kango's stein massive,
Iggy Pop,
Los Fastidios,
Tim Buckley,
Kaleidoscope,
Parry Music,
Black Moon,
MDC,
Jimmy McGriff,
Nico,
Surgeon,
Blancmange,
Bobbi Humphrey,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Fall,
The Vogues,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Arcadia,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Zapp,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Joensuu 1685,
June Days,
Bronski Beat,
Lyres,
The Real Kids,
The Raincoats,
Amazonics,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.