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 Belarus and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lyon.
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 marimba 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 Pole to the grime 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 Normal. All the underground hits.
All Sam Rivers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantaleimon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
L. Decosne,
Toni Rubio,
The Moody Blues,
Michelle Simonal,
The Sonics,
Donald Byrd,
The Five Americans,
Gichy Dan,
Byron Stingily,
Inner City,
Reagan Youth,
Jeff Mills,
Gang Gang Dance,
Easy Going,
The Grass Roots,
Funky Four + One,
Tubeway Army,
Country Teasers,
Joey Negro,
the Bar-Kays,
Bobby Womack,
Liliput,
Ludus,
Ultravox,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Grey Daturas,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Q and Not U,
Infiniti,
Smog,
KRS-One,
This Heat,
Chris Corsano,
Subhumans,
Cal Tjader,
Camouflage,
Black Flag,
Make Up,
DNA,
Arthur Verocai,
Black Sheep,
Freddie Wadling,
Scratch Acid,
Matthew Halsall,
The Blackbyrds,
Swans,
Tommy Roe,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Detroit Cobras,
Boredoms,
Barclay James Harvest,
Scion,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Althea and Donna,
Radio Birdman,
The Invisible,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
the Soft Cell,
Masters at Work,
Tom Boy,
Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White 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.