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 Liberia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Toni Rubio to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Barclay James Harvest. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Mills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel 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 a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
X-101,
The Music Machine,
The Associates,
The Cure,
The Real Kids,
Infiniti,
Dead Boys,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Last Poets,
Bizarre Inc.,
Patti Smith,
Rekid,
a-ha,
One Last Wish,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Morten Harket,
Tom Boy,
The Velvet Underground,
Tim Buckley,
Unwound,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Fortunes,
Bobby Byrd,
Sonic Youth,
Black Pus,
Quadrant,
Pantaleimon,
Marmalade,
Suicide,
Q65,
Public Image Ltd.,
H. Thieme,
Aloha Tigers,
Derrick Morgan,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sister Nancy,
Subhumans,
Ponytail,
Flipper,
Blake Baxter,
The Buckinghams,
Dorothy Ashby,
Deadbeat,
Bronski Beat,
Chris & Cosey,
Livin' Joy,
Darondo,
PIL,
Absolute Body Control,
Lakeside,
48th St. Collective,
The Vogues,
Interpol,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters.
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.