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 Togo and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Camouflage to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All The Toasters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wally Richardson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stetsasonic,
E-Dancer,
Davy DMX,
Gang Gang Dance,
John Lydon,
Porter Ricks,
Monks,
Agitation Free,
Fela Kuti,
The Fuzztones,
Girls At Our Best!,
ABC,
Subhumans,
Brothers Johnson,
Bronski Beat,
Depeche Mode,
Pere Ubu,
Severed Heads,
Marshall Jefferson,
Barclay James Harvest,
Nick Fraelich,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Tres Demented,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Jacques Brel,
Royal Trux,
Harry Pussy,
Television Personalities,
Section 25,
Procol Harum,
10cc,
Blancmange,
Sixth Finger,
Iggy Pop,
The Mojo Men,
Organ,
Qualms,
Bob Dylan,
Kaleidoscope,
Minnie Riperton,
Lucky Dragons,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Graham Central Station,
Toni Rubio,
Parry Music,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Television,
The Music Machine,
The Names,
Deakin,
Jacob Miller,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rufus Thomas,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Cosmic Jokers,
DJ Style,
T. Rex,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rotary Connection,
Anthony Braxton,
The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds.
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.