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 Iran and from Cairo.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Dead C to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All New Order tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Television Personalities,
Roxette,
Deepchord,
The Mojo Men,
Terrestrial Tones,
Underground Resistance,
Graham Central Station,
The Black Dice,
The Residents,
The American Breed,
The New Christs,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Intrusion,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Freddie Wadling,
David Bowie,
Y Pants,
Blake Baxter,
Gabor Szabo,
The Skatalites,
Second Layer,
Inner City,
Index,
Anthony Braxton,
Bush Tetras,
The Red Krayola,
Babytalk,
T.S.O.L.,
Rites of Spring,
Brick,
Minny Pops,
Aaron Thompson,
Cameo,
R.M.O.,
Desert Stars,
The Fortunes,
Gang Starr,
Piero Umiliani,
Young Marble Giants,
Yazoo,
Max Romeo,
Model 500,
Black Bananas,
Donald Byrd,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Raincoats,
Sandy B,
Ken Boothe,
Marc Almond,
Warsaw,
The Remains,
Kerrie Biddell,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Mummies,
Scientists,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Rakim,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.