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 Morocco and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 synthesizer 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 Agitation Free to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All The Dirtbombs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Freddie Wadling record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hasil Adkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Dark Day,
Magazine,
Talk Talk,
Agent Orange,
Gregory Isaacs,
Don Cherry,
Isaac Hayes,
Jandek,
Wire,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Scientists,
Moebius,
Au Pairs,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Blake Baxter,
Idris Muhammad,
Mr. Review,
The J.B.'s,
Piero Umiliani,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Count Five,
Harpers Bizarre,
Buzzcocks,
Connie Case,
The Fugs,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Second Layer,
Ituana,
PIL,
Tomorrow,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bad Manners,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Audionom,
The Five Americans,
Avey Tare,
Sugar Minott,
The Red Krayola,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Juan Atkins,
Dual Sessions,
X-102,
Gang Gang Dance,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Metal Thangz,
Big Daddy Kane,
Nils Olav,
Jesper Dahlback,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Stetsasonic,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
ABBA,
The Mojo Men,
The Saints,
Masters at Work,
Erasure,
48th St. Collective,
Patti Smith,
Surgeon,
Maurizio,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.