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 Moldova and from Houston.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 güiro 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 Hashim to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All Wings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Banda Bassotti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Adolescents,
Sandy B,
Derrick Morgan,
Lungfish,
Arthur Verocai,
Symarip,
R.M.O.,
B.T. Express,
Lebanon Hanover,
Wings,
Absolute Body Control,
Agent Orange,
Pierre Henry,
La Düsseldorf,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Black Bananas,
Eric Copeland,
Ice-T,
Kaleidoscope,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rekid,
June of 44,
Lou Christie,
The Durutti Column,
Alton Ellis,
Mantronix,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Ohio Players,
The Dirtbombs,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Erasure,
Marine Girls,
Judy Mowatt,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Siglo XX,
Negative Approach,
Ralphi Rosario,
Terry Callier,
Lightning Bolt,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Cameo,
Kurtis Blow,
The Mummies,
The Fugs,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Sound,
The Happenings,
Slick Rick,
Juan Atkins,
Sun City Girls,
Grauzone,
Groovy Waters,
Marcia Griffiths,
Basic Channel,
Grandmaster Flash,
Henry Cow,
The J.B.'s,
Infiniti,
Crispy Ambulance,
Dark Day,
Neu!,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.