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 Congo and from Winnipeg.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Public Image Ltd. to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Warsaw. All the underground hits.
All Sällskapet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Eve St. Jones,
Zapp,
Crash Course in Science,
Kurtis Blow,
Hoover,
AZ,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Organ,
Harpers Bizarre,
Au Pairs,
Das Ding,
The Litter,
Chris & Cosey,
Livin' Joy,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Saccharine Trust,
Todd Rundgren,
Ultravox,
The Skatalites,
Neu!,
La Düsseldorf,
Glambeats Corp.,
Porter Ricks,
Gregory Isaacs,
Animal Collective,
Babytalk,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pantaleimon,
Whodini,
The Slackers,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Birthday Party,
Janne Schatter,
Brand Nubian,
Gang Green,
DJ Style,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
In Retrospect,
Kerrie Biddell,
the Slits,
Main Source,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Derrick May,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
R.M.O.,
Circle Jerks,
Excepter,
a-ha,
Flipper,
Davy DMX,
Sight & Sound,
T.S.O.L.,
Bobby Hutcherson,
the Human League,
Nik Kershaw,
Pet Shop Boys,
Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX.
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.