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 Russia and from Calgary.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lyon.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Fifty Foot Hose to the techno 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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme. All the underground hits.
All John Lydon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echo & the Bunnymen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Nirvana,
Yazoo,
LL Cool J,
The Gun Club,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sun Ra,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Hasil Adkins,
Amon Düül II,
The Alarm Clocks,
T. Rex,
Reagan Youth,
Newcleus,
Black Moon,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bad Manners,
MDC,
The Sound,
Black Bananas,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pierre Henry,
Television Personalities,
Bobby Sherman,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gabor Szabo,
Minor Threat,
K-Klass,
OOIOO,
Kas Product,
Ronnie Foster,
Mantronix,
London Community Gospel Choir,
the Association,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rekid,
Delon & Dalcan,
Loose Ends,
The Blues Magoos,
the Sonics,
The Zeros,
Danielle Patucci,
Mandrill,
Pere Ubu,
Peter & Gordon,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Last Poets,
Colin Newman,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sugar Minott,
Average White Band,
Althea and Donna,
The Shadows of Knight,
Angry Samoans,
Nick Fraelich,
Ultimate Spinach,
Blossom Toes,
Deakin,
Dorothy Ashby,
EPMD,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.