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 Burkina and from Salvador.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Ultramagnetic MC's to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Average White Band. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Raincoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Clarke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Lydon,
Pagans,
Sister Nancy,
Scan 7,
The Monochrome Set,
David McCallum,
Q65,
Funkadelic,
Barbara Tucker,
FM Einheit,
Technova,
cv313,
Gong,
Masters at Work,
Black Sheep,
Lou Reed,
Lyres,
The Barracudas,
The Moody Blues,
Albert Ayler,
Bobby Byrd,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Ohio Players,
Massinfluence,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Remains,
Slick Rick,
Bootsy Collins,
Crispian St. Peters,
Public Image Ltd.,
Fat Boys,
Joy Division,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
New Age Steppers,
Lungfish,
Curtis Mayfield,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Spoonie Gee,
Jimmy McGriff,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Smog,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Janne Schatter,
Delon & Dalcan,
The New Christs,
Carl Craig,
Bobby Womack,
Pole,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Theoretical Girls,
Livin' Joy,
E-Dancer,
Minor Threat,
the Soft Cell,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Rapeman,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Newcleus,
Erykah Badu,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.