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 Malawi and from Manchester.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 JFA 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 Louis and Bebe Barron. All the underground hits.
All X-101 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
Fela Kuti,
Marmalade,
Zapp,
The Standells,
Archie Shepp,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
D'Angelo,
The Velvet Underground,
Black Flag,
Adolescents,
Brick,
The Gun Club,
Cameo,
X-102,
Alice Coltrane,
X-101,
Slave,
Lower 48,
Grey Daturas,
Pantytec,
Gang Gang Dance,
Gregory Isaacs,
Infiniti,
The Fugs,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
ABC,
Audionom,
The Durutti Column,
Silicon Teens,
The Mojo Men,
The Skatalites,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gil Scott Heron,
Nas,
Ultravox,
Ken Boothe,
Echospace,
Alison Limerick,
Visage,
The Young Rascals,
Negative Approach,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Underground Resistance,
Bobby Sherman,
Jandek,
Delon & Dalcan,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Crooked Eye,
Schoolly D,
Graham Central Station,
Surgeon,
The Cramps,
Gang Starr,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Piero Umiliani,
Symarip,
The Happenings,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Albert Ayler,
Young Marble Giants,
Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion.
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.