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 Georgia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 theremin 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 New York Dolls to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 One Last Wish. All the underground hits.
All Isaac Hayes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Invisible 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a KRS-One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
T.S.O.L.,
Amon Düül,
Saccharine Trust,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Nirvana,
Skriet,
Erasure,
Quadrant,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Alphaville,
Ludus,
Carl Craig,
Symarip,
Pagans,
Guru Guru,
Buzzcocks,
Chris & Cosey,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Basic Channel,
The Motions,
Adolescents,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bad Manners,
F. McDonald,
Chris Corsano,
Inner City,
Sparks,
Arcadia,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bluetip,
Blossom Toes,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Electric Prunes,
Trumans Water,
New Order,
Tim Buckley,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Y Pants,
The Mojo Men,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Janne Schatter,
Main Source,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Dirtbombs,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
A Certain Ratio,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Max Romeo,
Cymande,
Cybotron,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Pet Shop Boys,
Cabaret Voltaire,
June Days, June Days, June Days, June Days.
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.