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 Montenegro and from Glasgow.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Lower 48 to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Fear. All the underground hits.
All Ice-T tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every It's A Beautiful Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Steve Hackett record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Standells,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Birthday Party,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Warren Ellis,
R.M.O.,
The Young Rascals,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lightning Bolt,
Groovy Waters,
One Last Wish,
Mad Mike,
Royal Trux,
The Saints,
Easy Going,
Ken Boothe,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Blossom Toes,
The Remains,
EPMD,
Nick Fraelich,
Parry Music,
Connie Case,
Sixth Finger,
Symarip,
Bizarre Inc.,
DJ Sneak,
Alice Coltrane,
The Fuzztones,
Altered Images,
X-Ray Spex,
Max Romeo,
The Walker Brothers,
James White and The Blacks,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Dave Gahan,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Fall,
Graham Central Station,
Television Personalities,
The Red Krayola,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
DJ Style,
Model 500,
Cymande,
Lou Reed,
Bang On A Can,
U.S. Maple,
Roxy Music,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Country Teasers,
OOIOO,
World's Most,
John Foxx,
Liliput,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Japan,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Soul II Soul,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock 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.