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 Macedonia 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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Taipei.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the snare 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 Blancmange to the techno 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 Lightning Bolt. All the underground hits.
All The Cowsills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Bananas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Con Funk Shun,
Joe Finger,
Zero Boys,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
In Retrospect,
The Moody Blues,
Scott Walker,
Young Marble Giants,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lou Christie,
Leonard Cohen,
Gong,
Rekid,
Public Image Ltd.,
Jimmy McGriff,
Brass Construction,
The Flesh Eaters,
Reuben Wilson,
Al Stewart,
Talk Talk,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bronski Beat,
The Smiths,
Crispy Ambulance,
Don Cherry,
Eric Copeland,
David Axelrod,
Audionom,
Fela Kuti,
Cymande,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Isaac Hayes,
Sam Rivers,
Urselle,
Nation of Ulysses,
Duran Duran,
Shuggie Otis,
The Cramps,
MC5,
Quantec,
Vainqueur,
These Immortal Souls,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Boz Scaggs,
Nils Olav,
Prince Buster,
Los Fastidios,
ABC,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
One Last Wish,
The Tremeloes,
Joy Division,
The Misunderstood,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Smoke,
Excepter,
Severed Heads,
Adolescents,
Brothers Johnson,
The J.B.'s,
The Neon Judgement,
The United States of America,
Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone.
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.