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 China and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Harpers Bizarre to the techno 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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All DeepChord presents Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator 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 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
Neil Young,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Freddie Wadling,
X-Ray Spex,
Cal Tjader,
Audionom,
Pagans,
the Normal,
Aswad,
Sexual Harrassment,
Little Man,
Gang Green,
the Swans,
Von Mondo,
The Young Rascals,
the Bar-Kays,
David McCallum,
PIL,
Gang Starr,
Lalann,
Maurizio,
Bootsy Collins,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Mummies,
Ludus,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Minor Threat,
June Days,
Reagan Youth,
The Buckinghams,
Dave Gahan,
Aloha Tigers,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Michelle Simonal,
Frankie Knuckles,
R.M.O.,
Yellowson,
Erasure,
Bill Wells,
Andrew Hill,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ituana,
Rekid,
Radiohead,
Graham Central Station,
Dark Day,
Royal Trux,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Nico,
Anthony Braxton,
Tres Demented,
The American Breed,
Second Layer,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Standells,
cv313,
Minny Pops,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Toni Rubio,
Jacques Brel,
Visage,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.