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 Dominican Republic and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Inner City to the grime 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 Davy DMX. All the underground hits.
All Loose Ends tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
Zero Boys,
Rosa Yemen,
Barclay James Harvest,
Joey Negro,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Gun Club,
Infiniti,
Danielle Patucci,
Camouflage,
Circle Jerks,
Negative Approach,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Massinfluence,
Ludus,
Jacques Brel,
Steve Hackett,
the Human League,
Skaos,
Agitation Free,
Chrome,
Iggy Pop,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Aural Exciters,
X-Ray Spex,
Pylon,
Minnie Riperton,
Sound Behaviour,
Radiopuhelimet,
Al Stewart,
Nik Kershaw,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jacob Miller,
Roy Ayers,
Pet Shop Boys,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fatback Band,
The Music Machine,
Lindisfarne,
Joy Division,
Metal Thangz,
Pharoah Sanders,
E-Dancer,
FM Einheit,
The Young Rascals,
8 Eyed Spy,
Juan Atkins,
The Cowsills,
Hashim,
Essential Logic,
Symarip,
L. Decosne,
the Sonics,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Surgeon,
Desert Stars,
Accadde A,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Raincoats,
Babytalk,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.