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 Cuba and from Madrid.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 808 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 Visage to the grime 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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All Malaria! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Birthday Party record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ten City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chrome,
Roger Hodgson,
Unrelated Segments,
Arab on Radar,
Black Flag,
Alphaville,
The Dirtbombs,
David McCallum,
The Walker Brothers,
Interpol,
Cal Tjader,
OOIOO,
Electric Prunes,
Sällskapet,
The Raincoats,
Fear,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Moebius,
Joyce Sims,
The Neon Judgement,
The Gap Band,
Morten Harket,
Monolake,
Barrington Levy,
Susan Cadogan,
Michelle Simonal,
The Birthday Party,
New Order,
Banda Bassotti,
Accadde A,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Reagan Youth,
Rotary Connection,
Scratch Acid,
ABC,
the Bar-Kays,
T. Rex,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Doobie Brothers,
Joey Negro,
Organ,
Althea and Donna,
The Vogues,
The Cure,
Alison Limerick,
10cc,
Carl Craig,
The Residents,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sexual Harrassment,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Blues Magoos,
The Slits,
DNA,
the Slits,
E-Dancer,
Jeff Lynne,
B.T. Express,
Jerry's Kids,
Adolescents,
Kerrie Biddell,
Freddie Wadling,
Stiv Bators,
Anakelly,
The Fall, The Fall, The Fall, The Fall.
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.