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 Dominica and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Mr. Review to the grime 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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All Arthur Verocai tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
The Cramps,
Roxy Music,
Marcia Griffiths,
Skaos,
Eric Copeland,
The Gladiators,
Brick,
Cameo,
The Last Poets,
Shuggie Otis,
Zapp,
The Wake,
Main Source,
kango's stein massive,
Harmonia,
The Mummies,
Grauzone,
Carl Craig,
Jawbox,
Connie Case,
Make Up,
Section 25,
The Velvet Underground,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
X-Ray Spex,
Sly & The Family Stone,
the Normal,
Spandau Ballet,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sam Rivers,
The Electric Prunes,
The Red Krayola,
Archie Shepp,
Piero Umiliani,
Deakin,
Blossom Toes,
Severed Heads,
Nick Fraelich,
Visage,
Siglo XX,
Shoche,
Chris Corsano,
Pet Shop Boys,
KRS-One,
Tomorrow,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Newcleus,
Bauhaus,
The Residents,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
the Germs,
Crispy Ambulance,
Flipper,
Bootsy Collins,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Robert Hood,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Girls At Our Best!,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Kas Product,
Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green.
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.