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 Uzbekistan and from Toronto.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Paris.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Swans to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rosa Yemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Au Pairs,
In Retrospect,
Carl Craig,
Desert Stars,
The Divine Comedy,
the Germs,
Loose Ends,
Susan Cadogan,
Camberwell Now,
The Leaves,
Black Flag,
Tears for Fears,
B.T. Express,
The Star Department,
Archie Shepp,
The Martian,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Human League,
R.M.O.,
Big Daddy Kane,
Zero Boys,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ken Boothe,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Danielle Patucci,
Andrew Hill,
Grey Daturas,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Vogues,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Amon Düül II,
Skarface,
Derrick May,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Can,
Monks,
Cybotron,
David McCallum,
Jeff Lynne,
Audionom,
Funkadelic,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Main Source,
Gastr Del Sol,
Warren Ellis,
The Fugs,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Sisters of Mercy,
E-Dancer,
D'Angelo,
Smog,
New York Dolls,
Gang of Four,
Minor Threat,
Silicon Teens,
Agitation Free,
Little Man,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Associates,
Hashim, Hashim, Hashim, Hashim.
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.