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 Belarus and from Columbus.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Buckinghams to the rap 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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Surgeon,
The Stooges,
E-Dancer,
Blake Baxter,
Bob Dylan,
Jacques Brel,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Saccharine Trust,
Talk Talk,
Tim Buckley,
The Happenings,
Piero Umiliani,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Leaves,
John Cale,
Pantytec,
Glambeats Corp.,
Donald Byrd,
Darondo,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Tres Demented,
The Litter,
Icehouse,
Rekid,
Mission of Burma,
Letta Mbulu,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Human League,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Eden Ahbez,
48th St. Collective,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Amazonics,
Joensuu 1685,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Angry Samoans,
The Trojans,
Flash Fearless,
Traffic Nightmare,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
One Last Wish,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kurtis Blow,
Bobby Womack,
Grey Daturas,
Neil Young,
Roxette,
Lucky Dragons,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Derrick Morgan,
Joey Negro,
Zero Boys,
Jesper Dahlback,
Funky Four + One,
Marvin Gaye,
T.S.O.L.,
Susan Cadogan,
Bobby Byrd,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Niagra,
Morten Harket,
Bang On A Can,
Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy.
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.