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 South Sudan and from Lille.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Grauzone to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agent Orange record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Wake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marine Girls,
The Invisible,
Sight & Sound,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Vogues,
Yellowson,
Quantec,
The Gladiators,
Dead Boys,
Man Parrish,
Monolake,
Reagan Youth,
Black Sheep,
Pantaleimon,
E-Dancer,
Essential Logic,
This Heat,
Blake Baxter,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ituana,
Yazoo,
The Velvet Underground,
Nation of Ulysses,
Cluster,
Mandrill,
Colin Newman,
Silicon Teens,
Eli Mardock,
Massinfluence,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
These Immortal Souls,
the Swans,
Rekid,
The Beau Brummels,
Sällskapet,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Smiths,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Oblivians,
Pulsallama,
Subhumans,
Amazonics,
Stiv Bators,
Mark Hollis,
Janne Schatter,
EPMD,
Theoretical Girls,
Boredoms,
X-102,
Q and Not U,
Suburban Knight,
Bizarre Inc.,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Moleskins,
Black Bananas,
the Association,
The Shadows of Knight,
Joensuu 1685,
Stetsasonic,
Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May.
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.