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 Colombia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 güiro 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 Jacob Miller to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All Ludus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Godley & Creme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Suburban Knight,
Adolescents,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
David Bowie,
X-Ray Spex,
June Days,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Deakin,
Soft Machine,
Stereo Dub,
Agitation Free,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Flesh Eaters,
Crispian St. Peters,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Buckinghams,
Prince Buster,
The Blackbyrds,
The Evens,
The Golliwogs,
Fatback Band,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Gun Club,
Unrelated Segments,
New Age Steppers,
Davy DMX,
Warsaw,
the Normal,
Symarip,
Oneida,
Buzzcocks,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Kinks,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Marvin Gaye,
Todd Rundgren,
Gang Green,
Delta 5,
Chris & Cosey,
Massinfluence,
Drive Like Jehu,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Nation of Ulysses,
Morten Harket,
Technova,
The Alarm Clocks,
Gong,
The Offenders,
The Human League,
Goldenarms,
Eurythmics,
Mantronix,
Gastr Del Sol,
R.M.O.,
Flipper,
Country Teasers,
Deadbeat,
Roxette,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Malaria!,
Cheater Slicks,
The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs.
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.