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 Mauritius and from Portland.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 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 Lebanon Hanover to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Ash Ra Tempel. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Patti Smith,
Mark Hollis,
The Divine Comedy,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Tubeway Army,
Chris & Cosey,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Kinks,
Pierre Henry,
The Doobie Brothers,
Goldenarms,
E-Dancer,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Marcia Griffiths,
Joy Division,
PIL,
Spandau Ballet,
Anthony Braxton,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Count Five,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Moby Grape,
Young Marble Giants,
Negative Approach,
The Misunderstood,
Boz Scaggs,
The Pretty Things,
The Slackers,
Bob Dylan,
Jerry's Kids,
The Neon Judgement,
Loose Ends,
The Human League,
Yaz,
The Offenders,
Matthew Halsall,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Duran Duran,
Los Fastidios,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Real Kids,
Model 500,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Hardrive,
Eric B and Rakim,
Main Source,
the Human League,
Saccharine Trust,
Nico,
The Evens,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Au Pairs,
Audionom,
Ultimate Spinach,
Nirvana,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Nick Fraelich,
Tommy Roe,
Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler.
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.