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 Korea South and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Flipper. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Stooges,
Robert Wyatt,
X-101,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
MDC,
Inner City,
The Monochrome Set,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Livin' Joy,
Wally Richardson,
Radiopuhelimet,
Black Bananas,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Slits,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Birthday Party,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Josef K,
Jeru the Damaja,
Donny Hathaway,
Marvin Gaye,
Nico,
Das Ding,
Reuben Wilson,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Technova,
Dorothy Ashby,
Average White Band,
Rhythm & Sound,
Thompson Twins,
Deepchord,
The Mummies,
Pere Ubu,
Talk Talk,
B.T. Express,
Rites of Spring,
New York Dolls,
Roxette,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Drive Like Jehu,
Camouflage,
Pierre Henry,
Darondo,
cv313,
the Germs,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ice-T,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Los Fastidios,
Black Moon,
Lungfish,
Circle Jerks,
Lebanon Hanover,
Robert Görl,
X-102,
Radiohead,
Hardrive,
Bobby Womack,
Zapp,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Robert Hood,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Brick, Brick, Brick, Brick.
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.