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 Japan and from Tokyo.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Howard Jones to the grime 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Whodini record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lucky Dragons,
Carl Craig,
Thompson Twins,
Black Flag,
Sexual Harrassment,
Nils Olav,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Hardrive,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Moody Blues,
Skaos,
Monolake,
The Music Machine,
Marmalade,
Todd Rundgren,
Unwound,
The Electric Prunes,
Bluetip,
JFA,
In Retrospect,
Roxy Music,
Symarip,
Sixth Finger,
the Human League,
Y Pants,
Brick,
KRS-One,
Michelle Simonal,
Popol Vuh,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Surgeon,
the Germs,
Smog,
DJ Style,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Country Teasers,
La Düsseldorf,
Quando Quango,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Dorothy Ashby,
Funkadelic,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
a-ha,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Doobie Brothers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Associates,
Monks,
Mars,
Ornette Coleman,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Fluxion,
Lou Reed,
Tubeway Army,
Piero Umiliani,
Janne Schatter,
Average White Band,
Patti Smith,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Flipper,
The Beau Brummels,
Brass Construction,
Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy.
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.