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 Singapore and from Bremen.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Milan.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the oboe 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 Icehouse to the techno 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 This Heat. All the underground hits.
All Laurel Aitken tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rufus Thomas,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Marine Girls,
Bobby Sherman,
Lalann,
Hashim,
Groovy Waters,
EPMD,
Unwound,
ABBA,
Accadde A,
Moss Icon,
Curtis Mayfield,
X-102,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Fortunes,
Grauzone,
Thee Headcoats,
Tubeway Army,
Bronski Beat,
Ponytail,
Hasil Adkins,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Slave,
Slick Rick,
Davy DMX,
The Star Department,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Procol Harum,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Pussy Galore,
Porter Ricks,
This Heat,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The J.B.'s,
Sonny Sharrock,
Surgeon,
Roxette,
Duran Duran,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Absolute Body Control,
Angry Samoans,
Steve Hackett,
Rotary Connection,
The Index,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Birthday Party,
Technova,
Desert Stars,
a-ha,
Suburban Knight,
Outsiders,
Howard Jones,
The Moleskins,
Ronan,
Heaven 17,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
KRS-One,
Electric Prunes,
Girls At Our Best!,
Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet.
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.