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 Iceland and from Bologna.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 T.S.O.L. 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 Quando Quango. All the underground hits.
All Jacob Miller tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bluetip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Chris Corsano,
The Modern Lovers,
Scott Walker,
David Axelrod,
The Red Krayola,
Radiohead,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Scrapy,
The Sonics,
The Velvet Underground,
The Toasters,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Soft Machine,
Gil Scott Heron,
E-Dancer,
Cal Tjader,
Joe Finger,
Scientists,
Toni Rubio,
Qualms,
Johnny Osbourne,
Mad Mike,
Delon & Dalcan,
Goldenarms,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lalann,
Kenny Larkin,
Country Teasers,
Man Eating Sloth,
Porter Ricks,
Scan 7,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bill Wells,
Pet Shop Boys,
Chris & Cosey,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Fuzztones,
Moby Grape,
Peter & Gordon,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Victims,
Symarip,
Parry Music,
Quando Quango,
Nils Olav,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Alison Limerick,
Index,
Arcadia,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Godley & Creme,
Minny Pops,
Quadrant,
Letta Mbulu,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Zapp,
New Age Steppers,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
the Bar-Kays,
Man Parrish,
Babytalk,
Graham Central Station,
Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim.
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.