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 Brunei and from Manila.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Bremen.
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 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 Quantec to the rock 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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All Television tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Vogues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
New Age Steppers,
The Young Rascals,
Porter Ricks,
Pagans,
Marvin Gaye,
Zapp,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Gap Band,
Excepter,
The Blues Magoos,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Gories,
Blake Baxter,
Liliput,
Sun City Girls,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pantytec,
Mars,
Max Romeo,
Newcleus,
the Human League,
The Moleskins,
The Dirtbombs,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Yellowson,
Interpol,
Sex Pistols,
Delta 5,
KRS-One,
Soul II Soul,
Smog,
The Mojo Men,
Dual Sessions,
Scan 7,
Alison Limerick,
The Smoke,
Jeff Mills,
Trumans Water,
The Black Dice,
Eve St. Jones,
Country Joe & The Fish,
MC5,
Simply Red,
Wally Richardson,
Ultimate Spinach,
Pharoah Sanders,
Frankie Knuckles,
Stetsasonic,
Roxette,
Saccharine Trust,
Mark Hollis,
Rotary Connection,
Gabor Szabo,
Mantronix,
Von Mondo,
Wasted Youth,
Gang of Four,
Agitation Free,
Robert Wyatt,
Althea and Donna,
Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads.
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.