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 Cuba and from London.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Max Romeo to the punk 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 The Names. All the underground hits.
All PIL tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kurtis Blow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Freddie Wadling,
Dead Boys,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
MC5,
Nas,
Nico,
Crispian St. Peters,
Visage,
Ponytail,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Boz Scaggs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Motions,
The Kinks,
Gang Gang Dance,
X-102,
Sugar Minott,
Masters at Work,
Brand Nubian,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Q and Not U,
Intrusion,
Eurythmics,
Lakeside,
The Red Krayola,
Soulsonic Force,
Kerrie Biddell,
Delon & Dalcan,
cv313,
Lucky Dragons,
Wolf Eyes,
Altered Images,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Derrick Morgan,
FM Einheit,
Pantytec,
Radiohead,
Moss Icon,
The Fuzztones,
Deepchord,
Country Teasers,
Fugazi,
Blossom Toes,
Agitation Free,
David Axelrod,
Kerri Chandler,
Gang Starr,
The Young Rascals,
Eden Ahbez,
Absolute Body Control,
Magazine,
Saccharine Trust,
Animal Collective,
Buzzcocks,
Joey Negro,
New Age Steppers,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Happenings,
Scrapy,
Henry Cow,
Magma,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.