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 Grenada and from Hong Kong.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and New York.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Albert Ayler to the grunge 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 Lebanon Hanover. All the underground hits.
All Marcia Griffiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ice-T record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry 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 Dirtbombs,
Cheater Slicks,
Sonny Sharrock,
Jeff Mills,
the Soft Cell,
Chrome,
AZ,
Bobby Byrd,
Cybotron,
Mandrill,
Grandmaster Flash,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Barclay James Harvest,
New Order,
Theoretical Girls,
Cal Tjader,
LL Cool J,
T.S.O.L.,
Niagra,
Minor Threat,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
X-Ray Spex,
John Cale,
Nation of Ulysses,
Rufus Thomas,
Bobby Hutcherson,
X-102,
Todd Rundgren,
Porter Ricks,
Ornette Coleman,
L. Decosne,
The Fugs,
OOIOO,
Danielle Patucci,
Supertramp,
Reuben Wilson,
Nick Fraelich,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Yusef Lateef,
Brand Nubian,
Fluxion,
Faraquet,
Stockholm Monsters,
Fear,
Roxette,
Joyce Sims,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Barracudas,
Motorama,
Joe Finger,
Easy Going,
the Association,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Black Sheep,
Dual Sessions,
Quadrant,
Andrew Hill,
Lower 48,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Invisible,
Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins.
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.