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 Vanuatu and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Manila.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Wake to the crunk 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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All Rod Modell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Model 500 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
The Zeros,
Pet Shop Boys,
DJ Style,
Cymande,
Marvin Gaye,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Subhumans,
Half Japanese,
James White and The Blacks,
Depeche Mode,
Lower 48,
Bill Near,
Nas,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
John Foxx,
Guru Guru,
Pulsallama,
The Fugs,
D'Angelo,
Ralphi Rosario,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Nation of Ulysses,
Negative Approach,
Girls At Our Best!,
John Coltrane,
Pharoah Sanders,
Oblivians,
Second Layer,
Bauhaus,
Agent Orange,
Buzzcocks,
Minor Threat,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Soulsonic Force,
Sixth Finger,
Television Personalities,
Y Pants,
K-Klass,
Roy Ayers,
Chris & Cosey,
Lucky Dragons,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Mo-Dettes,
Masters at Work,
Slave,
Country Teasers,
PIL,
Eric Dolphy,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Gun Club,
The Trojans,
Hasil Adkins,
Procol Harum,
The Skatalites,
Talk Talk,
the Germs,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
David McCallum,
Todd Rundgren,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson.
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.