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 Houston.
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 Manila and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Sisters of Mercy to the electroclash 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 Suicide. All the underground hits.
All The Saints tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Motorama 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 a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
Ultravox,
B.T. Express,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Techniques,
The American Breed,
DJ Sneak,
Pet Shop Boys,
Cymande,
Groovy Waters,
Wasted Youth,
Ludus,
The Seeds,
Hasil Adkins,
Blancmange,
Fat Boys,
Barrington Levy,
Warren Ellis,
Dawn Penn,
Von Mondo,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gang of Four,
The Fire Engines,
Althea and Donna,
Soft Cell,
Rekid,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Little Man,
the Germs,
The Wake,
Davy DMX,
Jandek,
Kevin Saunderson,
Theoretical Girls,
Ten City,
Cheater Slicks,
The Sisters of Mercy,
DJ Style,
Fad Gadget,
Siglo XX,
Marvin Gaye,
Infiniti,
PIL,
The Barracudas,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kerri Chandler,
Pylon,
Eve St. Jones,
The Gladiators,
Sixth Finger,
The Fugs,
Alphaville,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Basic Channel,
The Red Krayola,
Kenny Larkin,
John Coltrane,
Country Teasers,
Suburban Knight,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Young Rascals,
Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T.
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.