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 Kazakhstan and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 theremin 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 Tom Boy to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Grauzone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Albert Ayler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Nation of Ulysses,
Trumans Water,
Visage,
Gang of Four,
Soul II Soul,
Laurel Aitken,
Vainqueur,
Chrome,
Charles Mingus,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
the Swans,
June of 44,
Bad Manners,
The Sound,
Lalo Schifrin,
Moebius,
Peter and Kerry,
Sugar Minott,
Hasil Adkins,
The Victims,
Ossler,
The Fugs,
Soft Machine,
Erykah Badu,
Absolute Body Control,
Fat Boys,
Marc Almond,
Alison Limerick,
Eddi Front,
In Retrospect,
The Cowsills,
Barry Ungar,
Scrapy,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Schoolly D,
Johnny Clarke,
cv313,
Glenn Branca,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Au Pairs,
Clear Light,
Reuben Wilson,
The Blues Magoos,
Pharoah Sanders,
Flamin' Groovies,
Donald Byrd,
Black Moon,
The Skatalites,
Marmalade,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Country Teasers,
Roger Hodgson,
LL Cool J,
Spoonie Gee,
the Human League,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Con Funk Shun,
Depeche Mode,
Royal Trux,
The Martian, The Martian, The Martian, The Martian.
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.