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 Lesotho and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 chamberlin 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 Cure 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 Interpol. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Lydon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Reagan Youth,
Warsaw,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Underground Resistance,
Spandau Ballet,
Tim Buckley,
Sparks,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Scientists,
Delon & Dalcan,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Max Romeo,
Susan Cadogan,
The Sound,
The Leaves,
Michelle Simonal,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sixth Finger,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
David McCallum,
Eric Dolphy,
Barry Ungar,
Crooked Eye,
Agitation Free,
Talk Talk,
the Bar-Kays,
Todd Terry,
Barbara Tucker,
Main Source,
World's Most,
AZ,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Fire Engines,
Bill Wells,
Television Personalities,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lower 48,
Boz Scaggs,
the Human League,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Doors,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Count Five,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Nik Kershaw,
Dave Gahan,
The Zeros,
Freddie Wadling,
Jeff Lynne,
Ash Ra Tempel,
LL Cool J,
Jimmy McGriff,
Mad Mike,
Japan,
Scion,
Gabor Szabo,
Desert Stars,
The Index,
DJ Style,
Rekid,
Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach.
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.