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 Peru and from Madrid.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Woodstock.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia 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 Delon & Dalcan to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Sällskapet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Remains record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Adolescents,
Quando Quango,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sam Rivers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Althea and Donna,
Reuben Wilson,
Terry Callier,
China Crisis,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Judy Mowatt,
DJ Style,
David Axelrod,
The Cramps,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rekid,
The Star Department,
Das Ding,
Jawbox,
La Düsseldorf,
The Martian,
Sparks,
Crime,
Flash Fearless,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Grandmaster Flash,
Davy DMX,
Talk Talk,
The Velvet Underground,
The Associates,
Kaleidoscope,
Excepter,
Lou Reed,
Guru Guru,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Motions,
Kurtis Blow,
the Normal,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Iggy Pop,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Deakin,
the Soft Cell,
The Moody Blues,
Make Up,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Maurizio,
Main Source,
The Seeds,
Jeff Mills,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sonic Youth,
Bob Dylan,
Girls At Our Best!,
Slick Rick,
The Techniques,
The Victims,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Schoolly D,
Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock.
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.