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 Bangladesh and from Spokane.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
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 E-Dancer to the grunge 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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All Crooked Eye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiopuhelimet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
Josef K,
Marc Almond,
The Monochrome Set,
Eden Ahbez,
The United States of America,
Scratch Acid,
Anthony Braxton,
Charles Mingus,
Bad Manners,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Animal Collective,
Avey Tare,
Kerri Chandler,
Alphaville,
Don Cherry,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Eve St. Jones,
Quando Quango,
The Neon Judgement,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Trojans,
Organ,
June Days,
Cybotron,
Section 25,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Mars,
Malaria!,
Lakeside,
Harmonia,
Swans,
One Last Wish,
Camberwell Now,
Duran Duran,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Raincoats,
Absolute Body Control,
Stiv Bators,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Monks,
The Barracudas,
Bob Dylan,
The Seeds,
F. McDonald,
Jacques Brel,
The Beau Brummels,
Popol Vuh,
Clear Light,
Niagra,
Letta Mbulu,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Cal Tjader,
Los Fastidios,
Metal Thangz,
Arab on Radar,
Roxy Music,
These Immortal Souls,
Newcleus,
The Doors,
Rotary Connection,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.