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 Gabon and from Portland.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Donald Fagen 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 Buzzcocks to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Saccharine Trust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a KRS-One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
Simply Red,
Brothers Johnson,
Unrelated Segments,
The Five Americans,
Little Man,
Throbbing Gristle,
Gichy Dan,
The Last Poets,
Supertramp,
Al Stewart,
Pylon,
Infiniti,
Pere Ubu,
Glambeats Corp.,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Neil Young,
Albert Ayler,
Gang Starr,
Michelle Simonal,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bill Near,
Steve Hackett,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Pussy Galore,
Bush Tetras,
Yazoo,
Flipper,
Stiv Bators,
Sun City Girls,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Marine Girls,
Siglo XX,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Robert Hood,
Chris Corsano,
Susan Cadogan,
Silicon Teens,
Pagans,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bootsy Collins,
Urselle,
Japan,
Monolake,
Matthew Halsall,
Marvin Gaye,
Unwound,
Ohio Players,
Boredoms,
Erasure,
The Doobie Brothers,
Essential Logic,
Bobby Sherman,
Angry Samoans,
Agent Orange,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
New Order,
The Cowsills,
The Smoke,
Amazonics,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.