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 Bolivia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 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 Mary Jane Girls to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All Television Personalities tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division 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 guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thompson Twins,
The Gap Band,
The Moleskins,
Gil Scott Heron,
Depeche Mode,
Brick,
Guru Guru,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Rosa Yemen,
The Doors,
The Gories,
John Lydon,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gastr Del Sol,
Dennis Brown,
Lakeside,
Easy Going,
Roger Hodgson,
Second Layer,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Kinks,
The Neon Judgement,
The Cramps,
Lucky Dragons,
Darondo,
Jandek,
Scion,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Oblivians,
8 Eyed Spy,
Stetsasonic,
Cecil Taylor,
The Busters,
Matthew Halsall,
Minor Threat,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Gun Club,
New York Dolls,
The United States of America,
The Vogues,
Circle Jerks,
These Immortal Souls,
Groovy Waters,
Jacques Brel,
The Misunderstood,
The Seeds,
Joey Negro,
Leonard Cohen,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ponytail,
Danielle Patucci,
Eric Copeland,
The Golliwogs,
Peter and Kerry,
Fear,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fad Gadget,
Sam Rivers,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ultravox,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.