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 Ghana and from London.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the marimba 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 Janne Schatter to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Ultramagnetic MC's. All the underground hits.
All Amazonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eurythmics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wally Richardson,
Ultra Naté,
The Victims,
Von Mondo,
Danielle Patucci,
Suicide,
Connie Case,
Stetsasonic,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Cal Tjader,
Gang Starr,
The Gladiators,
Joensuu 1685,
Main Source,
Bobby Womack,
Blake Baxter,
Anakelly,
MDC,
Loose Ends,
Circle Jerks,
The Motions,
the Normal,
Delta 5,
Dark Day,
Wolf Eyes,
Franke,
U.S. Maple,
Joe Finger,
Scion,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Birthday Party,
Darondo,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Nas,
R.M.O.,
The Angels of Light,
Guru Guru,
The Smiths,
The Tremeloes,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Tom Boy,
The Buckinghams,
Technova,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sex Pistols,
Nik Kershaw,
ABBA,
Marc Almond,
Warren Ellis,
Amon Düül II,
Joey Negro,
Intrusion,
Man Parrish,
Sexual Harrassment,
The American Breed,
The Alarm Clocks,
Neu!,
Faraquet,
Second Layer,
Arcadia,
Marcia Griffiths,
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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.