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 Bulgaria and from Portland.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 MDC to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Stiv Bators. All the underground hits.
All Radiohead tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stetsasonic 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Clear Light,
The Trojans,
KRS-One,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Metal Thangz,
Moby Grape,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Gun Club,
Peter and Kerry,
Stereo Dub,
Ice-T,
Talk Talk,
Susan Cadogan,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bluetip,
Fear,
The Remains,
Nico,
Wolf Eyes,
Technova,
Andrew Hill,
Sugar Minott,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Five Americans,
Subhumans,
The Buckinghams,
Sun City Girls,
The Grass Roots,
Kaleidoscope,
The Techniques,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Matthew Bourne,
Organ,
Sällskapet,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Brand Nubian,
Bobby Womack,
Buzzcocks,
Warren Ellis,
David McCallum,
Sarah Menescal,
Supertramp,
Darondo,
The Fall,
Quadrant,
Sight & Sound,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gang Gang Dance,
Ken Boothe,
Nirvana,
Scratch Acid,
Crispy Ambulance,
Chrome,
The Human League,
Depeche Mode,
John Coltrane,
The Golliwogs,
H. Thieme,
Rapeman,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Music Machine,
Gregory Isaacs,
Alton Ellis,
Quando Quango,
Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats.
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.