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 Belize and from Seoul.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the snare 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 Make Up to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Howard Jones. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Depeche Mode record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slits,
Stiv Bators,
Royal Trux,
Reagan Youth,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Brass Construction,
The Stooges,
Ten City,
Rakim,
The Cure,
Sparks,
The Music Machine,
Newcleus,
Audionom,
Ultra Naté,
Morten Harket,
Kerrie Biddell,
Camouflage,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gong,
a-ha,
Faust,
Barclay James Harvest,
48th St. Collective,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lou Reed,
Fluxion,
Jeff Mills,
K-Klass,
Thompson Twins,
Buzzcocks,
Gichy Dan,
Matthew Bourne,
Radio Birdman,
Cal Tjader,
Urselle,
Lightning Bolt,
Kayak,
Electric Prunes,
Japan,
Slick Rick,
Index,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Juan Atkins,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Human League,
B.T. Express,
Essential Logic,
Alphaville,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Monochrome Set,
PIL,
Moby Grape,
Gang Starr,
The Saints,
Tim Buckley,
Godley & Creme,
Arthur Verocai,
Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies.
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.