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 Czech Republic and from Manchester.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba 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 X-102 to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Young Marble Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Sparks,
Gregory Isaacs,
Blake Baxter,
Pere Ubu,
Kayak,
The Blackbyrds,
Marvin Gaye,
The Techniques,
Popol Vuh,
Eden Ahbez,
Minnie Riperton,
Soulsonic Force,
Brick,
Grey Daturas,
Loose Ends,
Gang Starr,
Eli Mardock,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lou Reed,
Lakeside,
Glenn Branca,
Rakim,
Lalo Schifrin,
Marc Almond,
Quadrant,
Mantronix,
The Toasters,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Slackers,
Janne Schatter,
Goldenarms,
Sandy B,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Alarm Clocks,
Derrick May,
The Mummies,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
H. Thieme,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Busters,
Anthony Braxton,
Minor Threat,
Visage,
Gang of Four,
Oblivians,
Rites of Spring,
The Misunderstood,
Pharoah Sanders,
Andrew Hill,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Johnny Osbourne,
Depeche Mode,
Crispian St. Peters,
Ken Boothe,
The Wake,
Monks,
Faust,
Eurythmics,
Hoover,
The Fuzztones,
Absolute Body Control,
Lou Christie,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.