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 Sierra Leone 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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Delon & Dalcan to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Royal Family And The Poor. All the underground hits.
All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
Au Pairs,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Scan 7,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bill Near,
Easy Going,
Smog,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Tim Buckley,
Dead Boys,
T. Rex,
The Grass Roots,
LL Cool J,
The Shadows of Knight,
Tomorrow,
Theoretical Girls,
The Walker Brothers,
June Days,
Davy DMX,
Stetsasonic,
Wolf Eyes,
UT,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Todd Rundgren,
The Pretty Things,
Accadde A,
Vainqueur,
Circle Jerks,
The Vogues,
Maleditus Sound,
Agitation Free,
Gregory Isaacs,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Stooges,
Jacob Miller,
Joy Division,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ludus,
Von Mondo,
Mars,
The Move,
Surgeon,
Althea and Donna,
Roy Ayers,
The Smiths,
Outsiders,
The Pop Group,
Model 500,
Cal Tjader,
The Cure,
The Dirtbombs,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Electric Prunes,
Lebanon Hanover,
Television,
Newcleus,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Can,
Bad Manners,
Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey.
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.