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 Yemen and from Copenhagen.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Edmonton.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Wake to the funk 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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Lydon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arab on Radar,
The Human League,
Pantytec,
Sonny Sharrock,
Chrome,
Black Pus,
T.S.O.L.,
Dorothy Ashby,
Soulsonic Force,
Y Pants,
Joe Smooth,
Soul II Soul,
ABC,
Mad Mike,
Tears for Fears,
Schoolly D,
Amon Düül II,
L. Decosne,
Joey Negro,
the Swans,
The Toasters,
Kerri Chandler,
Masters at Work,
The Smoke,
Alice Coltrane,
Spoonie Gee,
Agitation Free,
Erasure,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Mission of Burma,
Brick,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Evens,
Barclay James Harvest,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
New Age Steppers,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Babytalk,
Main Source,
The Golliwogs,
Nick Fraelich,
Warren Ellis,
The Cure,
The Gladiators,
Deepchord,
The Victims,
Pantaleimon,
Cybotron,
The Neon Judgement,
Crime,
Infiniti,
The Standells,
Easy Going,
Joe Finger,
The Last Poets,
Talk Talk,
Neil Young,
Radiohead,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Zeros,
Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant.
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.