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 Senegal and from Toronto.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 Camberwell Now to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Grauzone. All the underground hits.
All Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lightning Bolt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick May,
Blancmange,
Hasil Adkins,
Bootsy Collins,
Funky Four + One,
The Five Americans,
Spoonie Gee,
Motorama,
Y Pants,
Robert Wyatt,
Outsiders,
New Age Steppers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lungfish,
Nick Fraelich,
Blossom Toes,
Stockholm Monsters,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Amazonics,
10cc,
Donny Hathaway,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Busters,
Neu!,
The Moleskins,
Q65,
Soft Cell,
Henry Cow,
Gastr Del Sol,
Alison Limerick,
Juan Atkins,
Agent Orange,
Roy Ayers,
Colin Newman,
Visage,
Drive Like Jehu,
Loose Ends,
Cheater Slicks,
Mission of Burma,
In Retrospect,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Barbara Tucker,
Joe Smooth,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Zeros,
Hashim,
Rekid,
the Sonics,
Faust,
Nik Kershaw,
The Moody Blues,
Steve Hackett,
Isaac Hayes,
Gang of Four,
the Bar-Kays,
Letta Mbulu,
Bill Wells,
New Order,
OOIOO,
Television Personalities,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Gong,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.