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 Armenia and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Scion to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Yellowson. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Howard Jones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronnie Foster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Age Steppers,
Circle Jerks,
Marc Almond,
Loose Ends,
Deadbeat,
Jacques Brel,
Joy Division,
The United States of America,
The Music Machine,
Urselle,
Funky Four + One,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Qualms,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Radiopuhelimet,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Cymande,
Sun City Girls,
Slave,
Traffic Nightmare,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lindisfarne,
Sixth Finger,
The Associates,
Jandek,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Names,
The Offenders,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Soul II Soul,
Stetsasonic,
Ralphi Rosario,
Television Personalities,
Subhumans,
Skaos,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Gun Club,
U.S. Maple,
Carl Craig,
Lalo Schifrin,
Banda Bassotti,
Idris Muhammad,
Schoolly D,
The Slackers,
Can,
Ponytail,
The Gories,
Joyce Sims,
Aloha Tigers,
The Smoke,
DNA,
Donald Byrd,
Throbbing Gristle,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Talk Talk,
Buzzcocks,
Darondo,
Kas Product,
L. Decosne,
The Pop Group,
The Buckinghams,
Country Teasers,
Quantec,
The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s.
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.