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 Greece and from Delhi.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the 808 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 Mad Mike to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spandau Ballet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Amon Düül,
Ultravox,
The Monks,
Rhythm & Sound,
Livin' Joy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Skaos,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Popol Vuh,
Black Flag,
Ossler,
Magma,
Bauhaus,
The Slits,
Radiohead,
Pantytec,
Von Mondo,
Minutemen,
Funkadelic,
The Gap Band,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Oblivians,
Dave Gahan,
Infiniti,
Talk Talk,
Deadbeat,
Desert Stars,
June Days,
Flamin' Groovies,
Todd Rundgren,
Das Ding,
Make Up,
Pierre Henry,
Boredoms,
Erykah Badu,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Fortunes,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Bronski Beat,
Dennis Brown,
The Count Five,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Scientists,
Outsiders,
Hardrive,
World's Most,
Royal Trux,
Ten City,
Buzzcocks,
Moss Icon,
Fat Boys,
Gil Scott Heron,
Soft Machine,
Toni Rubio,
The Names,
Girls At Our Best!,
Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat.
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.