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 Poland and from Shanghai.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 güiro 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 Kas Product to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Traffic Nightmare. All the underground hits.
All The Move tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slackers 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantytec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Almond,
8 Eyed Spy,
Tommy Roe,
Altered Images,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Davy DMX,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Pylon,
Jandek,
JFA,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sonic Youth,
Jawbox,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Man Parrish,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Moleskins,
Eurythmics,
Bobby Byrd,
Patti Smith,
Alison Limerick,
The Pretty Things,
OOIOO,
Underground Resistance,
Rotary Connection,
The Seeds,
Bush Tetras,
Soul II Soul,
The Velvet Underground,
Swell Maps,
Arthur Verocai,
10cc,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
DJ Sneak,
The Offenders,
Siglo XX,
James White and The Blacks,
Isaac Hayes,
Marine Girls,
The Angels of Light,
Neil Young,
Tres Demented,
Radiohead,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Easy Going,
The Gladiators,
Agent Orange,
Index,
The Kinks,
Delon & Dalcan,
Alice Coltrane,
Essential Logic,
Lakeside,
Kool Moe Dee,
Fatback Band,
The Doors,
Big Daddy Kane,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Subhumans,
Archie Shepp,
The Dirtbombs,
Ralphi Rosario,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.