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 Togo and from Cairo.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 The Blackbyrds to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Sun City Girls. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oppenheimer Analysis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fort Wilson Riot record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Sheep,
Peter & Gordon,
The Blackbyrds,
Boredoms,
Davy DMX,
the Soft Cell,
Procol Harum,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Young Rascals,
the Germs,
The Happenings,
Echospace,
Amon Düül,
Scott Walker,
Underground Resistance,
Lebanon Hanover,
Subhumans,
OOIOO,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lakeside,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Intrusion,
Rufus Thomas,
Rosa Yemen,
Gabor Szabo,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sugar Minott,
The Vogues,
Urselle,
The Index,
Quadrant,
Skaos,
Peter and Kerry,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Depeche Mode,
Erykah Badu,
cv313,
Tim Buckley,
Crooked Eye,
John Cale,
Isaac Hayes,
Metal Thangz,
James White and The Blacks,
UT,
Tommy Roe,
Juan Atkins,
Malaria!,
Kurtis Blow,
The Cramps,
Altered Images,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Maurizio,
Chris & Cosey,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Main Source,
Anakelly,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Guru Guru,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.