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 Bahamas and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 sitar 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 Rites of Spring to the electroclash 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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pole,
Matthew Bourne,
Quantec,
Black Flag,
Kevin Saunderson,
JFA,
Ultra Naté,
Subhumans,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Arab on Radar,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Soft Cell,
D'Angelo,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Zeros,
Make Up,
The Alarm Clocks,
K-Klass,
Fluxion,
Letta Mbulu,
Y Pants,
Blancmange,
Warsaw,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Clear Light,
Newcleus,
Ronan,
Easy Going,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Selecter,
Hasil Adkins,
Skriet,
Carl Craig,
Eden Ahbez,
Motorama,
Loose Ends,
The Real Kids,
Youth Brigade,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Royal Trux,
Cameo,
The J.B.'s,
Lucky Dragons,
Harpers Bizarre,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Pierre Henry,
Josef K,
The Young Rascals,
Cybotron,
Kayak,
kango's stein massive,
Leonard Cohen,
Desert Stars,
Magazine,
Index,
Laurel Aitken,
Wings,
Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz.
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.