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 Montenegro and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Ohio Players to the grime 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 Eve St. Jones. All the underground hits.
All the Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Robert Görl,
Hardrive,
Gregory Isaacs,
Television Personalities,
One Last Wish,
JFA,
Glenn Branca,
Marmalade,
Yazoo,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Echospace,
Kaleidoscope,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Carl Craig,
Eve St. Jones,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Birthday Party,
Gang Green,
Los Fastidios,
Scratch Acid,
Fear,
ABBA,
Shoche,
Scott Walker,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Neil Young,
Underground Resistance,
Warsaw,
Symarip,
Ronnie Foster,
Electric Prunes,
D'Angelo,
Cecil Taylor,
The Slackers,
Gabor Szabo,
The Trojans,
The Sonics,
DNA,
Popol Vuh,
Minny Pops,
Wally Richardson,
Organ,
the Germs,
U.S. Maple,
Brick,
Deakin,
Grauzone,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Brass Construction,
Wasted Youth,
Bill Wells,
Skaos,
These Immortal Souls,
Depeche Mode,
Dawn Penn,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Flesh Eaters,
Amon Düül,
The Tremeloes,
Quadrant,
Khruangbin,
Ituana,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.