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 Poland and from Jakarta.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 New Age Steppers to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Image Ltd. 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terror Squad Feat. Camron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gladiators,
Fat Boys,
Fear,
Section 25,
Pantytec,
Todd Terry,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Tim Buckley,
The Martian,
The Dead C,
The New Christs,
Eddi Front,
Matthew Bourne,
Q and Not U,
Al Stewart,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Colin Newman,
The Wake,
The Busters,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Yellowson,
DJ Style,
The American Breed,
Jawbox,
Newcleus,
Fluxion,
Lyres,
Vladislav Delay,
Marvin Gaye,
Little Man,
Oblivians,
Peter & Gordon,
Agitation Free,
Ronan,
Lakeside,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Circle Jerks,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Dave Clark Five,
Eric Dolphy,
Intrusion,
The Pretty Things,
James White and The Blacks,
Sunsets and Hearts,
La Düsseldorf,
Derrick May,
Peter and Kerry,
EPMD,
Nico,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Stiv Bators,
Motorama,
Junior Murvin,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Cybotron,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Grauzone,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Rufus Thomas,
The Monochrome Set,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.