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 Austria and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 spring reverb 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 Andrew Hill to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 London Community Gospel Choir. All the underground hits.
All Nils Olav tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marine Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Idris Muhammad,
Pole,
Minor Threat,
Newcleus,
Bizarre Inc.,
Black Flag,
Lyres,
Sex Pistols,
The Music Machine,
Moebius,
The Pop Group,
Silicon Teens,
Ponytail,
Josef K,
This Heat,
Mars,
Massinfluence,
Rod Modell,
Eyeless In Gaza,
ABBA,
Zero Boys,
The Skatalites,
CMW,
The Human League,
The Slackers,
Terrestrial Tones,
Al Stewart,
The J.B.'s,
Hardrive,
Gang Green,
The Toasters,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Buzzcocks,
Camberwell Now,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Mojo Men,
Flash Fearless,
The Real Kids,
Bobby Byrd,
Todd Rundgren,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ohio Players,
Iggy Pop,
The Motions,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
the Slits,
The Golliwogs,
Rapeman,
The Cramps,
Black Pus,
EPMD,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sixth Finger,
The Litter,
Skaos,
Hashim,
Roxette,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Reagan Youth,
The Happenings,
Godley & Creme,
Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti.
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.