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 Sierra Leone and from Winnipeg.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Pole to the techno 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 H. Thieme. All the underground hits.
All Drive Like Jehu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barry Ungar record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
The Dead C,
Jeru the Damaja,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Monks,
Nation of Ulysses,
Television,
Black Flag,
the Association,
Jandek,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Doors,
Malaria!,
Banda Bassotti,
Girls At Our Best!,
KRS-One,
Frankie Knuckles,
Marmalade,
Faraquet,
cv313,
Pylon,
Aaron Thompson,
Todd Rundgren,
The Offenders,
Eric B and Rakim,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Radiopuhelimet,
Robert Görl,
The Shadows of Knight,
Derrick Morgan,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Monolake,
Pere Ubu,
Thee Headcoats,
Barclay James Harvest,
Warren Ellis,
Nik Kershaw,
Isaac Hayes,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pierre Henry,
Talk Talk,
Groovy Waters,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Moby Grape,
Thompson Twins,
Erykah Badu,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Birthday Party,
Bauhaus,
Y Pants,
The Saints,
Half Japanese,
Basic Channel,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Red Krayola,
Country Teasers,
the Human League,
Babytalk,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.