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 Botswana and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Barclay James Harvest to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity. All the underground hits.
All Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oneida record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiopuhelimet,
Theoretical Girls,
Rosa Yemen,
Quando Quango,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
the Human League,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Young Rascals,
Blancmange,
Big Daddy Kane,
Public Enemy,
Maleditus Sound,
LL Cool J,
Essential Logic,
Sonic Youth,
Thompson Twins,
Cal Tjader,
The Doobie Brothers,
Joy Division,
Bang On A Can,
Lower 48,
The Gories,
Joe Finger,
The Victims,
Boz Scaggs,
Niagra,
The Moleskins,
DJ Style,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Mighty Diamonds,
UT,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Iggy Pop,
John Foxx,
Q65,
Tubeway Army,
Black Bananas,
Albert Ayler,
Parry Music,
Bluetip,
Swell Maps,
Nick Fraelich,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
David McCallum,
The Neon Judgement,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Pharoah Sanders,
Amazonics,
Joensuu 1685,
Dual Sessions,
Altered Images,
The Martian,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Surgeon,
Hasil Adkins,
Public Image Ltd.,
Nils Olav,
Gang Green,
The Knickerbockers,
Cheater Slicks,
Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur.
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.