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 Jamaica and from Mumbai.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 mellotron 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 Ken Boothe to the jazz 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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All The Red Krayola tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Accadde A record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Slackers,
Soulsonic Force,
Drexciya,
Nirvana,
Easy Going,
Soul II Soul,
These Immortal Souls,
Pagans,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
MC5,
Country Teasers,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Mummies,
Minny Pops,
Kool Moe Dee,
Scientists,
The Motions,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
EPMD,
Gichy Dan,
Section 25,
Wasted Youth,
Sugar Minott,
The Blues Magoos,
Rotary Connection,
The Doors,
Flash Fearless,
Robert Wyatt,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Roxette,
Sonic Youth,
The Dirtbombs,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Busters,
Jacques Brel,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Stockholm Monsters,
Dead Boys,
Y Pants,
The Smoke,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jerry's Kids,
Von Mondo,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Icehouse,
The Dave Clark Five,
Prince Buster,
China Crisis,
Tubeway Army,
Alphaville,
The Divine Comedy,
Soft Machine,
Crispy Ambulance,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Inner City,
Reagan Youth,
Erasure,
Wings, Wings, Wings, Wings.
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.