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 Oman and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Slave to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Drive Like Jehu. All the underground hits.
All DNA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
Lalann,
Bill Wells,
The Gladiators,
Pantaleimon,
Ultra Naté,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Freddie Wadling,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Moody Blues,
The Mummies,
the Human League,
Ludus,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bauhaus,
Jeff Mills,
Mandrill,
Thee Headcoats,
Danielle Patucci,
The Techniques,
Howard Jones,
Radiohead,
The Doors,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Hardrive,
The Gap Band,
Visage,
The Electric Prunes,
Heaven 17,
Newcleus,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Audionom,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Zapp,
The Divine Comedy,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
World's Most,
Robert Hood,
The Dirtbombs,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Black Bananas,
Dorothy Ashby,
Nas,
Ash Ra Tempel,
L. Decosne,
The Monochrome Set,
Television,
Supertramp,
Traffic Nightmare,
Au Pairs,
John Coltrane,
Johnny Clarke,
Deadbeat,
John Lydon,
Janne Schatter,
Saccharine Trust,
Ten City,
The Busters,
Little Man,
Todd Terry,
Roxette,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.