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 Micronesia and from Hong Kong.
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 Mumbai and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Spoonie Gee to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eli Mardock,
Silicon Teens,
Byron Stingily,
The Alarm Clocks,
Quantec,
Reuben Wilson,
Moebius,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Monochrome Set,
The Monks,
Quando Quango,
David Bowie,
Amon Düül,
Angry Samoans,
Brand Nubian,
Radiohead,
DNA,
Supertramp,
Pussy Galore,
The Divine Comedy,
The Birthday Party,
Scion,
Curtis Mayfield,
B.T. Express,
The Beau Brummels,
Aswad,
Jeff Mills,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
One Last Wish,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
New Age Steppers,
Andrew Hill,
JFA,
Stiv Bators,
Pere Ubu,
Clear Light,
The Count Five,
Infiniti,
Ornette Coleman,
Alison Limerick,
The Evens,
LL Cool J,
Kevin Saunderson,
Parry Music,
Quadrant,
Stetsasonic,
Lightning Bolt,
Brick,
Model 500,
Rufus Thomas,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
the Slits,
The Electric Prunes,
Bluetip,
Soft Cell,
Colin Newman,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Victims,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Rekid,
Make Up, Make Up, Make Up, Make Up.
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.