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 Denmark and from Copenhagen.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 James White and The Blacks to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 the Slits. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Teenage Jesus and the Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
K-Klass,
Bluetip,
The Remains,
Sound Behaviour,
The Dirtbombs,
Skaos,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Faust,
Pantaleimon,
Shuggie Otis,
Radio Birdman,
Fela Kuti,
The Red Krayola,
Main Source,
Flipper,
Albert Ayler,
Grey Daturas,
Traffic Nightmare,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Warsaw,
Grauzone,
Dave Gahan,
It's A Beautiful Day,
PIL,
Yellowson,
Terry Callier,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lindisfarne,
Eric Dolphy,
Adolescents,
Scientists,
Darondo,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
World's Most,
Arcadia,
Charles Mingus,
Sister Nancy,
The Motions,
Cheater Slicks,
Fluxion,
The Standells,
Ultra Naté,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Peter and Kerry,
The Gories,
Marmalade,
Harmonia,
Yaz,
Stiv Bators,
cv313,
Schoolly D,
Chrome,
The Young Rascals,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Basic Channel,
Unwound,
Saccharine Trust,
Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX.
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.