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 Nigeria and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 David Bowie 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 Bobby Sherman to the techno 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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.
All Simply Red tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rekid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Electric Prunes,
Sällskapet,
The Happenings,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Livin' Joy,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Reagan Youth,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Radiopuhelimet,
Piero Umiliani,
Kas Product,
DJ Sneak,
Franke,
Joensuu 1685,
the Sonics,
Throbbing Gristle,
Hashim,
John Cale,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Slits,
David McCallum,
Stetsasonic,
The Moleskins,
Lee Hazlewood,
Intrusion,
Scion,
The Residents,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sexual Harrassment,
Hot Snakes,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Scrapy,
Jandek,
Pulsallama,
UT,
Public Image Ltd.,
Wire,
The Black Dice,
Jacob Miller,
Bauhaus,
Blossom Toes,
Lower 48,
Cymande,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Alphaville,
Royal Trux,
Pere Ubu,
JFA,
Los Fastidios,
the Fania All-Stars,
Danielle Patucci,
Jawbox,
Gichy Dan,
Sarah Menescal,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kool Moe Dee,
Aloha Tigers,
Magma,
The Doobie Brothers,
La Düsseldorf,
Gang of Four,
Minor Threat,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.