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 Cyprus and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 rhodes 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 Gang of Four to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skarface record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Smog record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
The Index,
Andrew Hill,
Nick Fraelich,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Black Sheep,
Zero Boys,
Yusef Lateef,
Dawn Penn,
The Birthday Party,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ultimate Spinach,
Vladislav Delay,
Ronnie Foster,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Black Moon,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
New Order,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ultravox,
Rod Modell,
Blancmange,
the Bar-Kays,
Pantytec,
Toni Rubio,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Divine Comedy,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Laurel Aitken,
Simply Red,
These Immortal Souls,
Susan Cadogan,
Crash Course in Science,
Lalo Schifrin,
Dorothy Ashby,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
La Düsseldorf,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Five Americans,
Flash Fearless,
Tim Buckley,
Alison Limerick,
Bush Tetras,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Essential Logic,
The Trojans,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Radio Birdman,
David McCallum,
Davy DMX,
Ken Boothe,
Connie Case,
Henry Cow,
Dave Gahan,
Harry Pussy,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz.
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.