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 Serbia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 synthesizer 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 Nico to the punk 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 Livin' Joy. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funky Four + One,
Underground Resistance,
Ralphi Rosario,
Barclay James Harvest,
Swans,
Bobby Sherman,
Camberwell Now,
Laurel Aitken,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Steve Hackett,
Marvin Gaye,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Main Source,
Marshall Jefferson,
Stereo Dub,
Cecil Taylor,
Ultra Naté,
The Blackbyrds,
The Vogues,
MDC,
Rosa Yemen,
The Buckinghams,
The Mojo Men,
Half Japanese,
The Mummies,
The J.B.'s,
The Pop Group,
Anakelly,
Ornette Coleman,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Leaves,
Donald Byrd,
Saccharine Trust,
Buzzcocks,
The Moody Blues,
Quando Quango,
Basic Channel,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Symarip,
Bizarre Inc.,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Avey Tare,
The Cure,
The Misunderstood,
Brand Nubian,
K-Klass,
The Divine Comedy,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Oneida,
Lou Christie,
Dave Gahan,
Pantytec,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Deakin,
Byron Stingily,
Yusef Lateef,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Deepchord,
Tres Demented,
Curtis Mayfield,
John Holt, John Holt, John Holt, John Holt.
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.