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 Netherlands and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 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 Surgeon to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All Byron Stingily tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Image Ltd. 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James Chance & The Contortions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Moss Icon,
Beasts of Bourbon,
AZ,
Bad Manners,
June Days,
Livin' Joy,
Bootsy Collins,
Anakelly,
Patti Smith,
T.S.O.L.,
The Misunderstood,
Grey Daturas,
This Heat,
Pulsallama,
James White and The Blacks,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Star Department,
The Happenings,
Gang Starr,
David Bowie,
Mission of Burma,
Ponytail,
Gerry Rafferty,
Hot Snakes,
Piero Umiliani,
Bauhaus,
Sparks,
Pagans,
The Divine Comedy,
Crispy Ambulance,
Avey Tare,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Little Man,
Lakeside,
The Gladiators,
KRS-One,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Althea and Donna,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Tres Demented,
Hasil Adkins,
Maurizio,
Ultra Naté,
Susan Cadogan,
Soul II Soul,
Minny Pops,
Massinfluence,
Matthew Bourne,
Soft Cell,
The Trojans,
Todd Rundgren,
Roger Hodgson,
Johnny Clarke,
Minutemen,
48th St. Collective,
Tubeway Army,
Boz Scaggs,
The Gun Club,
The Sisters of Mercy,
David Axelrod,
Nirvana,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.