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 Botswana and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 linndrum 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 Outsiders 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 Grandmaster Flash. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mummies 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Foxx record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dead Boys,
The Moleskins,
Mandrill,
10cc,
Monolake,
Lou Christie,
June Days,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Techniques,
Steve Hackett,
Wasted Youth,
Arthur Verocai,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Royal Trux,
Deakin,
Amon Düül,
Drive Like Jehu,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Pretty Things,
Man Eating Sloth,
June of 44,
Mars,
Susan Cadogan,
John Holt,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Scott Walker,
JFA,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Blossom Toes,
Crooked Eye,
The Cure,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Delta 5,
Rakim,
Unrelated Segments,
Model 500,
Loose Ends,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gichy Dan,
Skarface,
Nik Kershaw,
The Zeros,
Warsaw,
X-Ray Spex,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Jacques Brel,
Deadbeat,
Chris Corsano,
Swans,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
FM Einheit,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Alphaville,
The Gladiators,
Malaria!,
Jeff Mills,
The Sound,
Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band.
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.