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 Bahrain and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 John Foxx to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Wally Richardson. All the underground hits.
All Scrapy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warsaw record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funky Four + One,
The Divine Comedy,
DJ Sneak,
Yazoo,
the Fania All-Stars,
Andrew Hill,
Motorama,
Mission of Burma,
Brass Construction,
The Smoke,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ralphi Rosario,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sugar Minott,
Outsiders,
a-ha,
Ken Boothe,
Infiniti,
Moss Icon,
Bronski Beat,
Bill Wells,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Duran Duran,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Shadows of Knight,
Minnie Riperton,
Erasure,
Harmonia,
The Sonics,
Skriet,
The Tremeloes,
Todd Terry,
Roy Ayers,
Sparks,
Bluetip,
John Cale,
Smog,
The Grass Roots,
Y Pants,
Pagans,
Ohio Players,
Sonic Youth,
The Trojans,
Derrick May,
Nirvana,
Zapp,
The Motions,
Laurel Aitken,
ABBA,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Scion,
Circle Jerks,
Ponytail,
Rod Modell,
Jacques Brel,
Lightning Bolt,
Simply Red,
In Retrospect,
The Move,
Masters at Work,
Thee Headcoats,
Joensuu 1685,
Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light.
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.