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 Belgium and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 linndrum 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 Make Up to the rock 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 Section 25. All the underground hits.
All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantytec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Smog,
Loose Ends,
the Slits,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Throbbing Gristle,
Peter & Gordon,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Gap Band,
Maleditus Sound,
Moss Icon,
cv313,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Victims,
Minor Threat,
Cybotron,
Swans,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Associates,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kool Moe Dee,
La Düsseldorf,
Ice-T,
Andrew Hill,
Inner City,
Royal Trux,
Delta 5,
Deepchord,
Wally Richardson,
The Cure,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Henry Cow,
Harry Pussy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Amon Düül II,
the Fania All-Stars,
Make Up,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bobby Byrd,
Fatback Band,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Prince Buster,
Minnie Riperton,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Joyce Sims,
Dave Gahan,
Aaron Thompson,
Davy DMX,
Brothers Johnson,
Lebanon Hanover,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
David Axelrod,
The Misunderstood,
The Barracudas,
Ludus,
Negative Approach,
Susan Cadogan,
Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks.
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.