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 Angola and from Mumbai.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Laurel Aitken to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All Joyce Sims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a LL Cool J record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
Ponytail,
The Pretty Things,
Pussy Galore,
Shoche,
Laurel Aitken,
Second Layer,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dead Boys,
Connie Case,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Negative Approach,
Camberwell Now,
Joe Smooth,
Gerry Rafferty,
Yaz,
The Remains,
Danielle Patucci,
Erykah Badu,
The Fire Engines,
June of 44,
PIL,
The Flesh Eaters,
Monks,
Throbbing Gristle,
Adolescents,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Massinfluence,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Toni Rubio,
Wasted Youth,
The Count Five,
Ronnie Foster,
Derrick Morgan,
Surgeon,
Wire,
Bauhaus,
The Angels of Light,
Dual Sessions,
Donny Hathaway,
The Sonics,
Pharoah Sanders,
June Days,
Black Sheep,
The Sisters of Mercy,
the Germs,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bobby Womack,
Suburban Knight,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Drexciya,
Eric Dolphy,
Aural Exciters,
The Birthday Party,
Bobby Byrd,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Fela Kuti,
Interpol,
the Sonics,
Eddi Front,
Skaos,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.