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 Palau and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 sitar 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 Ludus to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Spandau Ballet. All the underground hits.
All The Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every K-Klass record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacques Brel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Accadde A,
Peter and Kerry,
ABBA,
DJ Sneak,
The Move,
Quadrant,
the Slits,
Jeff Lynne,
Bobby Womack,
The Music Machine,
Tim Buckley,
Isaac Hayes,
Sun Ra,
CMW,
Trumans Water,
Make Up,
Sonny Sharrock,
Loose Ends,
Smog,
Crime,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Hardrive,
Nas,
Joyce Sims,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Josef K,
Skaos,
Bad Manners,
Public Image Ltd.,
Rekid,
Crash Course in Science,
The Dave Clark Five,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Goldenarms,
Black Pus,
The Monks,
Rites of Spring,
Gregory Isaacs,
Los Fastidios,
Buzzcocks,
David Bowie,
Henry Cow,
Ten City,
Echospace,
Funky Four + One,
K-Klass,
Procol Harum,
Youth Brigade,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Jacob Miller,
MDC,
UT,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Television Personalities,
Eden Ahbez,
Bizarre Inc.,
Silicon Teens,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Soul II Soul,
Johnny Clarke,
Matthew Bourne,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.