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 Bhutan and from Spokane.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 guitar 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 techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Black Bananas. All the underground hits.
All The Residents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mary Jane Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris Corsano,
Albert Ayler,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Victims,
Agitation Free,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Buckinghams,
Alton Ellis,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Basic Channel,
Anakelly,
Depeche Mode,
The Divine Comedy,
Eric Copeland,
Gichy Dan,
Aural Exciters,
New Order,
The Skatalites,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Glambeats Corp.,
Trumans Water,
Minny Pops,
Sällskapet,
Juan Atkins,
Yazoo,
Moebius,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Supertramp,
Chrome,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rotary Connection,
Matthew Bourne,
The United States of America,
The Gories,
Silicon Teens,
The Sonics,
Angry Samoans,
Junior Murvin,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Minnie Riperton,
Soul II Soul,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Moody Blues,
Metal Thangz,
Radiohead,
Wolf Eyes,
David Axelrod,
The Pretty Things,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Peter & Gordon,
Hoover,
The Dirtbombs,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
F. McDonald,
Sex Pistols,
Can,
Kas Product,
Grey Daturas,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Moleskins,
Althea and Donna,
Ice-T,
The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps.
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.