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 Burundi and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 Manchester and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 synthesizer 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 Black Dice to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Gories. All the underground hits.
All The Dead C tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Durutti Column record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mo-Dettes,
Gregory Isaacs,
Freddie Wadling,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ralphi Rosario,
David Axelrod,
Moss Icon,
Sister Nancy,
Connie Case,
Hasil Adkins,
Radio Birdman,
Warren Ellis,
Tropical Tobacco,
Niagra,
Ultravox,
X-Ray Spex,
E-Dancer,
Ken Boothe,
Los Fastidios,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Public Enemy,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Agent Orange,
Dennis Brown,
The Skatalites,
Massinfluence,
The Black Dice,
The Star Department,
Loose Ends,
The Happenings,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
John Lydon,
Barrington Levy,
Public Image Ltd.,
Fad Gadget,
Grauzone,
Josef K,
Junior Murvin,
In Retrospect,
Hot Snakes,
T.S.O.L.,
Sonic Youth,
The Fuzztones,
Section 25,
Sonny Sharrock,
Rufus Thomas,
One Last Wish,
Eurythmics,
Bush Tetras,
Skarface,
Crooked Eye,
Terry Callier,
Soft Machine,
Cymande,
Graham Central Station,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Erasure,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Flash Fearless,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
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.