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 Germany and from Copenhagen.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 the Sonics 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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All Sixth Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rosa Yemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Surgeon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
10cc,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Fire Engines,
The Golliwogs,
Alton Ellis,
Average White Band,
Quadrant,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Royal Trux,
Slave,
U.S. Maple,
Basic Channel,
Harry Pussy,
It's A Beautiful Day,
ABC,
Gang Gang Dance,
Reuben Wilson,
Jacob Miller,
Camouflage,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Pole,
Stetsasonic,
Marc Almond,
Bobby Sherman,
Delon & Dalcan,
Brass Construction,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Mantronix,
Crispy Ambulance,
Glambeats Corp.,
Warsaw,
kango's stein massive,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Black Flag,
Shoche,
Cheater Slicks,
Sun City Girls,
Procol Harum,
The Monochrome Set,
Lou Christie,
Bob Dylan,
Ralphi Rosario,
New York Dolls,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Japan,
Chris Corsano,
Kenny Larkin,
Rotary Connection,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Qualms,
Johnny Osbourne,
Metal Thangz,
Talk Talk,
Danielle Patucci,
Rapeman,
Amon Düül,
Marmalade,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sugar Minott,
The Names,
Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood.
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.