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 Syria and from Houston.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 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 Teenage Jesus and the Jerks 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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wings record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
MC5,
Michelle Simonal,
La Düsseldorf,
Ultimate Spinach,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bobby Byrd,
Derrick Morgan,
The Tremeloes,
Robert Hood,
Zero Boys,
Amon Düül,
Minor Threat,
Erykah Badu,
Television Personalities,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ohio Players,
Colin Newman,
James White and The Blacks,
Lee Hazlewood,
Crash Course in Science,
Negative Approach,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Marshall Jefferson,
Stereo Dub,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pierre Henry,
Black Moon,
Robert Wyatt,
Kenny Larkin,
John Holt,
John Coltrane,
The Pop Group,
Tommy Roe,
Cameo,
Popol Vuh,
KRS-One,
Severed Heads,
K-Klass,
Josef K,
Bobbi Humphrey,
T. Rex,
Sam Rivers,
The Wake,
T.S.O.L.,
the Soft Cell,
Duran Duran,
Vainqueur,
Urselle,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Rhythm & Sound,
Alphaville,
Supertramp,
Second Layer,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Banda Bassotti,
The Busters,
kango's stein massive,
One Last Wish,
Siglo XX,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick.
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.