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 Azerbaijan and from Seoul.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the theremin 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 X-102 to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Mad Mike. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fela Kuti 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
Scott Walker,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Gladiators,
Chrome,
Hot Snakes,
James White and The Blacks,
Minny Pops,
Black Pus,
The New Christs,
Duran Duran,
Don Cherry,
Jesper Dahlback,
Organ,
The Wake,
Cymande,
Second Layer,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Black Moon,
The Pretty Things,
Harry Pussy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Chris & Cosey,
Motorama,
Frankie Knuckles,
Livin' Joy,
Gerry Rafferty,
Flash Fearless,
Young Marble Giants,
Ossler,
Black Flag,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
David Bowie,
The Moleskins,
Arthur Verocai,
In Retrospect,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Kevin Saunderson,
Alice Coltrane,
Henry Cow,
These Immortal Souls,
Intrusion,
The Doobie Brothers,
Derrick May,
Saccharine Trust,
Grandmaster Flash,
Soul II Soul,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Gun Club,
Davy DMX,
Girls At Our Best!,
Man Eating Sloth,
Crooked Eye,
Marshall Jefferson,
10cc,
Subhumans,
Audionom,
8 Eyed Spy,
Dark Day,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.