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 Samoa and from Sao Paulo.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
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 Average White Band to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Television,
Anakelly,
Panda Bear,
Intrusion,
Bootsy Collins,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Pere Ubu,
Juan Atkins,
Stiv Bators,
The Pop Group,
Soft Cell,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Agent Orange,
Cecil Taylor,
Quadrant,
The Gun Club,
Sugar Minott,
Scan 7,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Zero Boys,
Main Source,
Japan,
The Fall,
The Moleskins,
The New Christs,
Electric Prunes,
Wire,
Blancmange,
Joensuu 1685,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rod Modell,
Pulsallama,
Monolake,
Loose Ends,
Kurtis Blow,
Livin' Joy,
The Vogues,
A Certain Ratio,
Schoolly D,
Suburban Knight,
Cybotron,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Beau Brummels,
Ronan,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Joe Finger,
Bill Wells,
The Grass Roots,
Mo-Dettes,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Happenings,
Half Japanese,
Dorothy Ashby,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Interpol,
Joyce Sims,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Fortunes,
Hashim,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.