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 Grenada and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Organ to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Cymande. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Model 500 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deepchord,
FM Einheit,
Reuben Wilson,
Liliput,
The Gap Band,
Depeche Mode,
Ultravox,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Velvet Underground,
Arthur Verocai,
The Skatalites,
DNA,
Josef K,
Thee Headcoats,
CMW,
Soft Cell,
June Days,
Public Enemy,
Essential Logic,
The Dave Clark Five,
Jesper Dahlback,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Joensuu 1685,
Lungfish,
Tears for Fears,
Dave Gahan,
Fad Gadget,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Juan Atkins,
The Golliwogs,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Stetsasonic,
Charles Mingus,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
the Bar-Kays,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Boredoms,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Lalann,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Radiopuhelimet,
Thompson Twins,
Neil Young,
Brand Nubian,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gang Starr,
Todd Rundgren,
the Slits,
Chris & Cosey,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Techniques,
Sunsets and Hearts,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Blues Magoos,
T. Rex,
The Raincoats,
The Cramps,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Agent Orange,
Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone.
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.