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 Zambia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 harpsichord 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 X-101 to the punk 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 Alison Limerick. All the underground hits.
All Maleditus Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Babytalk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultimate Spinach,
Steve Hackett,
Arab on Radar,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jesper Dahlback,
Joe Smooth,
The Human League,
Youth Brigade,
Basic Channel,
X-102,
ABC,
The Young Rascals,
Sun Ra,
Nas,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Suburban Knight,
World's Most,
Fatback Band,
Laurel Aitken,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Barry Ungar,
The Dirtbombs,
The Evens,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Moleskins,
The Shadows of Knight,
Deepchord,
Sarah Menescal,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bang On A Can,
Dead Boys,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ten City,
Mission of Burma,
Bootsy Collins,
Little Man,
Albert Ayler,
Janne Schatter,
The Leaves,
The Cowsills,
The Beau Brummels,
Sexual Harrassment,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Zero Boys,
Pulsallama,
Scan 7,
Subhumans,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Procol Harum,
Groovy Waters,
48th St. Collective,
Tears for Fears,
Country Teasers,
T.S.O.L.,
Blancmange,
Funkadelic,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Velvet Underground,
Excepter,
Qualms,
Banda Bassotti,
Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring.
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.