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 Estonia and from Houston.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Sound Behaviour to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Lungfish. All the underground hits.
All The Red Krayola tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ponytail 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiohead record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Young Rascals,
Bronski Beat,
Blancmange,
The Smoke,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Liliput,
The Toasters,
Wasted Youth,
David Bowie,
The Sound,
Blake Baxter,
Boogie Down Productions,
Rakim,
Minny Pops,
Crash Course in Science,
Black Bananas,
Connie Case,
Half Japanese,
Lindisfarne,
Michelle Simonal,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sarah Menescal,
Peter & Gordon,
Babytalk,
Scratch Acid,
The Raincoats,
Ultimate Spinach,
Janne Schatter,
The Standells,
Sparks,
Monolake,
The Last Poets,
Tommy Roe,
Model 500,
Todd Rundgren,
JFA,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Derrick May,
Avey Tare,
The Fortunes,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ten City,
Marmalade,
The Names,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
MC5,
The Residents,
Anthony Braxton,
Smog,
The Grass Roots,
Fatback Band,
Slick Rick,
Television Personalities,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Visage,
Country Teasers,
Bill Wells,
Pussy Galore,
Ituana,
Slave,
The Victims,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.