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 Russia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 guitar 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 Matthew Bourne to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 A Flock of Seagulls. All the underground hits.
All Wasted Youth 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 techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bauhaus,
The Slackers,
D'Angelo,
Accadde A,
The Gories,
Ice-T,
The Fugs,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
the Normal,
The Shadows of Knight,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Remains,
Youth Brigade,
Outsiders,
Icehouse,
X-102,
Delon & Dalcan,
Motorama,
Dual Sessions,
Agitation Free,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Searchers,
cv313,
The Pop Group,
Quando Quango,
The Barracudas,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pylon,
Alphaville,
Pulsallama,
The Young Rascals,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Human League,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sonic Youth,
Bill Wells,
Todd Terry,
Talk Talk,
Laurel Aitken,
The Grass Roots,
Flash Fearless,
H. Thieme,
Eurythmics,
Reuben Wilson,
Robert Wyatt,
Ronnie Foster,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
James White and The Blacks,
the Fania All-Stars,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Gregory Isaacs,
Iggy Pop,
Can,
Warsaw,
China Crisis,
Ohio Players,
Theoretical Girls,
Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras.
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.