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 Marshall Islands and from Copenhagen.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 sitar 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 The Gap Band to the rock 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 The Real Kids. All the underground hits.
All Faust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 8 Eyed Spy 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
PIL,
CMW,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Suicide,
Television Personalities,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Kurtis Blow,
the Germs,
Roy Ayers,
Matthew Bourne,
Niagra,
Icehouse,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Brothers Johnson,
Flash Fearless,
Sun City Girls,
The Last Poets,
Tommy Roe,
The Standells,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Aaron Thompson,
Rod Modell,
Fluxion,
Qualms,
KRS-One,
The Victims,
Gastr Del Sol,
Royal Trux,
David McCallum,
Hasil Adkins,
Echospace,
Crime,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Divine Comedy,
Jacques Brel,
Ash Ra Tempel,
LL Cool J,
Eurythmics,
Magma,
The Five Americans,
Minnie Riperton,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Glenn Branca,
Moebius,
OOIOO,
Peter and Kerry,
Mo-Dettes,
The Modern Lovers,
Y Pants,
the Human League,
The Mummies,
The Mojo Men,
Sonny Sharrock,
Letta Mbulu,
Cal Tjader,
The Star Department,
James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions.
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.