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 Tanzania and from Houston.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Gladiators to the electroclash 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 Mary Jane Girls. All the underground hits.
All Gian Franco Pienzio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gabor Szabo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Foxx 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?
Davy DMX,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Cure,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Kinks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kaleidoscope,
Dave Gahan,
Robert Görl,
Sun City Girls,
Alphaville,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bad Manners,
Marc Almond,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Harpers Bizarre,
John Lydon,
Quantec,
Main Source,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Offenders,
Rotary Connection,
Shoche,
June of 44,
Donny Hathaway,
In Retrospect,
Khruangbin,
T. Rex,
Fluxion,
Grandmaster Flash,
Piero Umiliani,
Amon Düül,
Mad Mike,
Gong,
The Young Rascals,
The Gap Band,
The Blackbyrds,
Bizarre Inc.,
The United States of America,
Ronnie Foster,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Mantronix,
Max Romeo,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ultra Naté,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
the Germs,
Television Personalities,
Peter and Kerry,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Blake Baxter,
The Detroit Cobras,
Slave,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Gladiators,
Suburban Knight,
The Cowsills,
Johnny Osbourne,
Adolescents,
Colin Newman,
MDC,
Roxy Music,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.