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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Beijing.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Soulsonic Force to the rock 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 Bill Near. All the underground hits.
All Pierre Henry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Piero Umiliani record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Accadde A,
Jerry Gold Smith,
10cc,
Slave,
EPMD,
The Cure,
Sister Nancy,
Guru Guru,
Arcadia,
Howard Jones,
Moby Grape,
Lucky Dragons,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Kas Product,
Jacques Brel,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dave Gahan,
the Sonics,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Robert Wyatt,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kool Moe Dee,
Cecil Taylor,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
the Association,
Alice Coltrane,
Marc Almond,
Public Enemy,
John Foxx,
Pantytec,
Janne Schatter,
MDC,
Dead Boys,
The American Breed,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ronnie Foster,
Barclay James Harvest,
Buzzcocks,
Rakim,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bob Dylan,
Bill Wells,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Underground Resistance,
Amon Düül,
The Golliwogs,
Basic Channel,
Desert Stars,
The Monochrome Set,
Subhumans,
Loose Ends,
New York Dolls,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Zeros,
Drexciya,
The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters.
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.