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 Palau and from Salvador.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Soul Sonic Force to the punk 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 The Doors. All the underground hits.
All The Beau Brummels tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Desert Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spandau Ballet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Patti Smith,
Soul II Soul,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Moby Grape,
Depeche Mode,
Ken Boothe,
Pere Ubu,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Angels of Light,
Danielle Patucci,
Kas Product,
Cheater Slicks,
The Star Department,
Joe Finger,
The Fall,
Pylon,
Guru Guru,
Eric Copeland,
Liliput,
Tim Buckley,
Los Fastidios,
Japan,
The Buckinghams,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Blake Baxter,
Interpol,
Clear Light,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Gladiators,
The Seeds,
Darondo,
The Gap Band,
Shuggie Otis,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Section 25,
Pulsallama,
The Litter,
F. McDonald,
Kerrie Biddell,
Reuben Wilson,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ice-T,
Cecil Taylor,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Joe Smooth,
Television Personalities,
Blancmange,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Neon Judgement,
Rosa Yemen,
Erykah Badu,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bad Manners,
Fugazi,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bobby Sherman,
Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville.
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.