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 Togo and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Warsaw to the electroclash 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 Cymande. All the underground hits.
All Mission of Burma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minutemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slave record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cure,
Half Japanese,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sunsets and Hearts,
DNA,
Pussy Galore,
Steve Hackett,
Groovy Waters,
Stiv Bators,
The Doors,
Dave Gahan,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Deepchord,
Pierre Henry,
Wally Richardson,
Angry Samoans,
Michelle Simonal,
Faust,
The Sonics,
The Human League,
Skarface,
Jeff Mills,
Barry Ungar,
Easy Going,
the Germs,
Inner City,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Crispian St. Peters,
Frankie Knuckles,
Peter & Gordon,
X-102,
T.S.O.L.,
Sound Behaviour,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Isaac Hayes,
Nik Kershaw,
Ultimate Spinach,
KRS-One,
Barclay James Harvest,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ituana,
Funkadelic,
Electric Prunes,
kango's stein massive,
The Busters,
The Pop Group,
Sonic Youth,
Supertramp,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Flipper,
Accadde A,
Circle Jerks,
Rotary Connection,
Parry Music,
Lee Hazlewood,
Babytalk,
Dorothy Ashby,
Crooked Eye,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bobby Sherman,
X-101,
Lower 48,
Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson.
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.