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 Rwanda and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Nik Kershaw 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 Bob Dylan. All the underground hits.
All The Gap Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fugazi record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cybotron,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kool Moe Dee,
Marmalade,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Roxy Music,
Rekid,
Underground Resistance,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Fear,
Aloha Tigers,
Bill Wells,
Babytalk,
Faust,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Human League,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Oneida,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ken Boothe,
Drexciya,
Eric Dolphy,
Rapeman,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Young Rascals,
Amazonics,
Intrusion,
The Invisible,
Graham Central Station,
kango's stein massive,
Glenn Branca,
Lalann,
Shoche,
Johnny Clarke,
Scan 7,
Mission of Burma,
Zero Boys,
Alice Coltrane,
JFA,
Circle Jerks,
Urselle,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Litter,
T.S.O.L.,
Dual Sessions,
Ultravox,
Alphaville,
John Holt,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Nils Olav,
Pantaleimon,
Franke,
Avey Tare,
Boogie Down Productions,
Fluxion,
MC5,
Man Parrish,
John Foxx,
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.