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 Sierra Leone and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Jakarta.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band to the disco 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 Mission of Burma. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Kinks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
Glambeats Corp.,
Cluster,
Matthew Halsall,
Organ,
Make Up,
Slick Rick,
Absolute Body Control,
Shoche,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Minnie Riperton,
Arthur Verocai,
Radio Birdman,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lebanon Hanover,
Derrick May,
David McCallum,
Pole,
MC5,
Roy Ayers,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ludus,
the Soft Cell,
Bluetip,
Main Source,
Anthony Braxton,
Blancmange,
The Associates,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Fire Engines,
Ken Boothe,
B.T. Express,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Brand Nubian,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Joy Division,
Sun City Girls,
New Age Steppers,
Youth Brigade,
LL Cool J,
Big Daddy Kane,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Stiv Bators,
Flash Fearless,
Tommy Roe,
Bizarre Inc.,
World's Most,
Franke,
Mantronix,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Black Moon,
Maleditus Sound,
Chris & Cosey,
The United States of America,
Technova,
Gong,
Tubeway Army,
Kenny Larkin,
Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead.
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.