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 Indonesia and from Paris.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Michael McDonald 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 Fortunes to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Kevin Saunderson. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harpers Bizarre record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stereo Dub,
The Slackers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Faraquet,
Popol Vuh,
The Leaves,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sight & Sound,
Niagra,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
X-Ray Spex,
Kurtis Blow,
The Gun Club,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
UT,
Dave Gahan,
Subhumans,
Organ,
Quando Quango,
Icehouse,
These Immortal Souls,
48th St. Collective,
Loose Ends,
The Litter,
Y Pants,
Crime,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Avey Tare,
Siglo XX,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Pet Shop Boys,
Funky Four + One,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Black Dice,
Shoche,
Inner City,
Basic Channel,
Sällskapet,
Mandrill,
Lalo Schifrin,
U.S. Maple,
Lower 48,
Sun City Girls,
Roger Hodgson,
The Blues Magoos,
Kenny Larkin,
Jawbox,
Radiohead,
The Searchers,
Al Stewart,
The Blackbyrds,
Chrome,
Henry Cow,
Iggy Pop,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Monolake,
the Slits, the Slits, the Slits, the Slits.
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.