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 Costa Rica and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lyon.
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 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 Leonard Cohen to the grime 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 The Wake. All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sällskapet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lonnie Liston Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Adolescents,
Minor Threat,
The Happenings,
Quadrant,
Oblivians,
Kaleidoscope,
Youth Brigade,
Joensuu 1685,
Lou Reed,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Faraquet,
Mission of Burma,
Unwound,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Colin Newman,
Alton Ellis,
Thompson Twins,
Guru Guru,
Ice-T,
Surgeon,
Albert Ayler,
Tres Demented,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
This Heat,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
ABC,
The Move,
Cal Tjader,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Divine Comedy,
Roxy Music,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Symarip,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Radiohead,
The Saints,
Cameo,
Sister Nancy,
Maleditus Sound,
Deepchord,
Glambeats Corp.,
Pantytec,
Hot Snakes,
The Offenders,
Brothers Johnson,
Bronski Beat,
Erasure,
Derrick Morgan,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Fire Engines,
Roger Hodgson,
Barbara Tucker,
D'Angelo,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Names,
Jeff Mills,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Hardrive,
Nas,
Toni Rubio,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.