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 Iraq and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Alphaville to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Dirtbombs. All the underground hits.
All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a PIL record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
The Motions,
Jawbox,
Accadde A,
Janne Schatter,
Electric Light Orchestra,
CMW,
Dawn Penn,
Bad Manners,
Albert Ayler,
Minny Pops,
Kurtis Blow,
Procol Harum,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bronski Beat,
Robert Hood,
Pierre Henry,
ABBA,
Fugazi,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Arthur Verocai,
Tommy Roe,
Eric Dolphy,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Boredoms,
Spoonie Gee,
Wally Richardson,
The Leaves,
10cc,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Underground Resistance,
The Music Machine,
The Five Americans,
Icehouse,
The Blackbyrds,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
the Soft Cell,
Smog,
The Mummies,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Saccharine Trust,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Andrew Hill,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
U.S. Maple,
Dorothy Ashby,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Echospace,
Joe Smooth,
Bobby Womack,
Lalann,
Tubeway Army,
Fela Kuti,
Graham Central Station,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Joensuu 1685,
Visage,
Johnny Clarke,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Qualms,
Rapeman,
Model 500, Model 500, Model 500, Model 500.
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.