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 Belgium and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 snare 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 Bad Manners to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Chocolate Watch Band. All the underground hits.
All Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds 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 linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
This Heat,
X-101,
Erykah Badu,
Gabor Szabo,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sight & Sound,
Monolake,
The New Christs,
The Happenings,
Rakim,
Mark Hollis,
Throbbing Gristle,
Mantronix,
Maurizio,
The Mummies,
New Order,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Roger Hodgson,
Leonard Cohen,
Derrick May,
EPMD,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sex Pistols,
Malaria!,
Icehouse,
Kaleidoscope,
World's Most,
Danielle Patucci,
Joy Division,
Bobby Byrd,
Eve St. Jones,
The Pretty Things,
Soul II Soul,
Surgeon,
Bauhaus,
The Mojo Men,
Mad Mike,
Deakin,
Black Sheep,
Kurtis Blow,
The Fugs,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Doors,
Lou Reed,
Sound Behaviour,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Pop Group,
Derrick Morgan,
Reagan Youth,
Y Pants,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Susan Cadogan,
Joe Finger,
The Moleskins,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Television Personalities,
DJ Sneak,
Patti Smith,
Chris & Cosey,
Dennis Brown,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.