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 Bolivia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Mo-Dettes to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Bourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Au Pairs,
Underground Resistance,
The Sound,
Marine Girls,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Eden Ahbez,
New York Dolls,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Mandrill,
Aswad,
Ituana,
Stetsasonic,
The Smoke,
UT,
The Saints,
Kaleidoscope,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Blancmange,
Man Parrish,
Joyce Sims,
The Electric Prunes,
Man Eating Sloth,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Fire Engines,
Y Pants,
Whodini,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Iggy Pop,
Severed Heads,
Lou Reed,
Kevin Saunderson,
LL Cool J,
The Gladiators,
Peter & Gordon,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Scan 7,
the Sonics,
Pet Shop Boys,
D'Angelo,
Pere Ubu,
the Normal,
These Immortal Souls,
Aaron Thompson,
Lalo Schifrin,
Minny Pops,
Dual Sessions,
The Beau Brummels,
The Fall,
The Blues Magoos,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Slits,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Swell Maps,
The Toasters,
Bronski Beat,
Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep.
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.