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 Congo 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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Mumbai.
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 clarinet 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 Barclay James Harvest to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Clarke 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swell Maps,
The Zeros,
Althea and Donna,
The Kinks,
Carl Craig,
Infiniti,
Stockholm Monsters,
Erykah Badu,
Organ,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
8 Eyed Spy,
Alphaville,
ABC,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Motions,
Sällskapet,
Tim Buckley,
David Bowie,
Fela Kuti,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Fall,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Cure,
Pylon,
The American Breed,
Rapeman,
The J.B.'s,
Blancmange,
Black Flag,
Crooked Eye,
The Electric Prunes,
Glambeats Corp.,
Laurel Aitken,
The Victims,
Andrew Hill,
EPMD,
The Slits,
Glenn Branca,
Altered Images,
Grauzone,
Outsiders,
Television Personalities,
Agitation Free,
Sam Rivers,
Avey Tare,
Eve St. Jones,
Derrick Morgan,
Cluster,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Human League,
T.S.O.L.,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ken Boothe,
10cc,
Monolake,
John Cale,
Nico,
Audionom,
Erasure,
Arab on Radar,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kayak,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.