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 Sudan and from Philadelphia.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the guitar 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 AZ to the rock 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 The Doors. All the underground hits.
All Khruangbin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultimate Spinach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Music Machine,
Godley & Creme,
Chrome,
Faust,
Donny Hathaway,
Ralphi Rosario,
Motorama,
Qualms,
Young Marble Giants,
Radiopuhelimet,
Dorothy Ashby,
8 Eyed Spy,
UT,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Sound,
Pantytec,
Funkadelic,
Lightning Bolt,
Joyce Sims,
10cc,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Oblivians,
Sun Ra,
John Lydon,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Nick Fraelich,
The J.B.'s,
Desert Stars,
Royal Trux,
The Dave Clark Five,
Make Up,
Quantec,
The Kinks,
T.S.O.L.,
Nico,
Peter and Kerry,
June Days,
Sound Behaviour,
X-102,
Ultimate Spinach,
Cecil Taylor,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bill Wells,
Arcadia,
June of 44,
Public Image Ltd.,
Suburban Knight,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bill Near,
Dead Boys,
Ituana,
Alison Limerick,
Black Sheep,
Moebius,
Ultravox,
Lyres,
Alphaville,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Mad Mike,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sixth Finger,
Buzzcocks,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.