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 Niger and from Milan.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Robert Palmer 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 Stiv Bators to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Parry Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Iggy Pop,
Cheater Slicks,
Radiohead,
Erasure,
The Fugs,
Niagra,
Todd Rundgren,
Patti Smith,
Anthony Braxton,
Rosa Yemen,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Gang Starr,
The Buckinghams,
Bronski Beat,
Brothers Johnson,
Jeru the Damaja,
Delta 5,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Roy Ayers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
CMW,
Kaleidoscope,
Slave,
Amon Düül II,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lungfish,
PIL,
Terrestrial Tones,
John Foxx,
the Bar-Kays,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sam Rivers,
Fat Boys,
The Alarm Clocks,
Agitation Free,
Motorama,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Faraquet,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Scott Walker,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Tears for Fears,
Jawbox,
Lalo Schifrin,
Heaven 17,
Skaos,
Barclay James Harvest,
KRS-One,
Essential Logic,
Danielle Patucci,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Stooges,
Mars,
Drexciya,
Mark Hollis,
The Shadows of Knight,
Pylon,
Smog,
T. Rex,
Adolescents,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Dawn Penn,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.