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 Spain and from Tehran.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Michael McDonald 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 Normal to the disco 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 Girls At Our Best!. All the underground hits.
All James Chance & The Contortions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flamin' Groovies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Morten Harket,
Rhythm & Sound,
Livin' Joy,
Black Flag,
Soul II Soul,
Sex Pistols,
Arab on Radar,
Lightning Bolt,
Archie Shepp,
Public Enemy,
Mission of Burma,
Chris & Cosey,
Hashim,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Mary Jane Girls,
Jacob Miller,
Lindisfarne,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Monochrome Set,
Rites of Spring,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Scion,
Robert Hood,
Swell Maps,
Terry Callier,
Zapp,
Alton Ellis,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Last Poets,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Letta Mbulu,
La Düsseldorf,
The United States of America,
Organ,
Michelle Simonal,
Derrick Morgan,
Althea and Donna,
the Swans,
Todd Rundgren,
Pagans,
Goldenarms,
The Remains,
The Litter,
The Walker Brothers,
Godley & Creme,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Crooked Eye,
Accadde A,
Whodini,
Sound Behaviour,
Erasure,
Television Personalities,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
John Foxx,
Amon Düül,
Darondo,
Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke.
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.