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 Qatar and from Delhi.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 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 Franke to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Lebanon Hanover. All the underground hits.
All Joyce Sims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heaven 17 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wolf Eyes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Arcadia,
Warren Ellis,
Lindisfarne,
Tears for Fears,
48th St. Collective,
Pagans,
Bluetip,
Ultravox,
Joey Negro,
The Tremeloes,
Skriet,
Radio Birdman,
Anthony Braxton,
Matthew Halsall,
Man Eating Sloth,
Patti Smith,
Jesper Dahlback,
Moby Grape,
Masters at Work,
the Soft Cell,
FM Einheit,
New Order,
The Barracudas,
Pierre Henry,
Kerrie Biddell,
Crispy Ambulance,
Ten City,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Excepter,
Robert Hood,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Nirvana,
This Heat,
The Last Poets,
Howard Jones,
Brass Construction,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sun City Girls,
James White and The Blacks,
Monolake,
Oneida,
The Names,
The Zeros,
Shoche,
The Velvet Underground,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Marc Almond,
Fad Gadget,
Wally Richardson,
Kerri Chandler,
Amon Düül,
Quadrant,
Peter & Gordon,
David McCallum,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Seeds,
Ronnie Foster,
Erasure,
Gong, Gong, Gong, Gong.
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.