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 Croatia and from Manila.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the theremin 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 Faust to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 PIL. All the underground hits.
All Kings Of Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gian Franco Pienzio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
Fatback Band,
Magazine,
Thompson Twins,
The Star Department,
Charles Mingus,
Franke,
Circle Jerks,
the Human League,
Intrusion,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Parry Music,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bill Near,
B.T. Express,
Brick,
Lyres,
Soulsonic Force,
Joy Division,
Audionom,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Talk Talk,
Ossler,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Blossom Toes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Fall,
Tubeway Army,
Deakin,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
John Foxx,
Rotary Connection,
Motorama,
The Saints,
The Alarm Clocks,
Slick Rick,
Pierre Henry,
Scrapy,
The Associates,
Faraquet,
The Stooges,
The Gap Band,
kango's stein massive,
Shoche,
Jeff Lynne,
Sight & Sound,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Buzzcocks,
Nico,
Deepchord,
In Retrospect,
DJ Style,
D'Angelo,
The Selecter,
Albert Ayler,
The Detroit Cobras,
Fear,
The Fortunes,
Cymande,
Mad Mike,
Procol Harum,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Pagans,
Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics.
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.