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 Belarus and from Manila.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Gories to the funk 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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All Country Teasers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Residents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Trojans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
Scan 7,
Shuggie Otis,
Kool Moe Dee,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Davy DMX,
Talk Talk,
Todd Rundgren,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Man Parrish,
Ohio Players,
Hoover,
The Gun Club,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Kurtis Blow,
Ten City,
Bronski Beat,
Amon Düül II,
the Human League,
The Barracudas,
Dawn Penn,
Public Image Ltd.,
AZ,
James White and The Blacks,
Circle Jerks,
Fluxion,
Arthur Verocai,
The Walker Brothers,
Crispian St. Peters,
Kevin Saunderson,
Franke,
Chrome,
David Bowie,
Eric Dolphy,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jawbox,
The Mighty Diamonds,
June of 44,
Anthony Braxton,
Lou Reed,
Trumans Water,
Eli Mardock,
Pole,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Cosmic Jokers,
PIL,
Shoche,
Gong,
Nils Olav,
Zero Boys,
Infiniti,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gang Green,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
X-Ray Spex,
DJ Sneak,
The Mojo Men,
Mary Jane Girls,
Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring.
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.