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 Qatar and from Philadelphia.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 oboe 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 Icehouse to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Brand Nubian. All the underground hits.
All Roger Hodgson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rod Modell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bad Manners,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Victims,
Jerry's Kids,
Big Daddy Kane,
Gichy Dan,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Donny Hathaway,
One Last Wish,
Dennis Brown,
Barrington Levy,
Bronski Beat,
Spoonie Gee,
Rod Modell,
Oneida,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Kas Product,
Japan,
Maleditus Sound,
Don Cherry,
The Residents,
Deakin,
Monolake,
Cameo,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Marvin Gaye,
The Motions,
Ludus,
David Axelrod,
Accadde A,
Vainqueur,
Roy Ayers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Techniques,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ken Boothe,
Chris Corsano,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Grass Roots,
Aswad,
The Kinks,
PIL,
Man Parrish,
X-101,
Faust,
Franke,
Susan Cadogan,
Grey Daturas,
Parry Music,
Rekid,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lakeside,
Frankie Knuckles,
Crispian St. Peters,
Erasure,
8 Eyed Spy,
DJ Sneak,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.