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 India and from Stockholm.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Shanghai.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 T.S.O.L. to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Gabor Szabo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Das Ding record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
Von Mondo,
Slick Rick,
The Star Department,
Camberwell Now,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Talk Talk,
Reuben Wilson,
Aloha Tigers,
DJ Sneak,
Grey Daturas,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Index,
The Grass Roots,
Negative Approach,
Ossler,
Tomorrow,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Roy Ayers,
Warsaw,
Groovy Waters,
Grandmaster Flash,
June of 44,
Mandrill,
ABC,
Wolf Eyes,
Outsiders,
Guru Guru,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Unrelated Segments,
Delta 5,
Sight & Sound,
Dorothy Ashby,
Jeff Mills,
Franke,
The Red Krayola,
Bill Near,
The Move,
Pantaleimon,
F. McDonald,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sister Nancy,
X-102,
Kerrie Biddell,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Janne Schatter,
Roxette,
Cecil Taylor,
Sandy B,
Q and Not U,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Flamin' Groovies,
Grauzone,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Jawbox,
DNA,
It's A Beautiful Day,
David Axelrod,
Stereo Dub,
cv313,
Fat Boys,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators.
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.