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 Mauritania and from Manchester.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Desert Stars to the rap 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 Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All DJ Sneak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liaisons Dangereuses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crime record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pylon,
The Moleskins,
Kurtis Blow,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Vogues,
Newcleus,
The Techniques,
Gong,
Accadde A,
Theoretical Girls,
Soul II Soul,
Junior Murvin,
Michelle Simonal,
Derrick Morgan,
Nirvana,
Stiv Bators,
Kas Product,
UT,
Goldenarms,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
48th St. Collective,
Bad Manners,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Pierre Henry,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Toni Rubio,
The Wake,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Yazoo,
Television Personalities,
Al Stewart,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Eric B and Rakim,
JFA,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Aloha Tigers,
Flipper,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Rotary Connection,
Erasure,
Soft Cell,
the Human League,
OOIOO,
Chris & Cosey,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kerrie Biddell,
June of 44,
Tommy Roe,
The Stooges,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sun City Girls,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Scrapy,
Crime,
Shoche,
Oneida,
Amon Düül II,
L. Decosne,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.