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 Sudan and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and London.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Aloha Tigers to the disco 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 Sam Rivers. All the underground hits.
All DNA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Red Krayola,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Gap Band,
Lalann,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Easy Going,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
June of 44,
Wire,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Pretty Things,
ABC,
Gang of Four,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Marc Almond,
CMW,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Stereo Dub,
Faust,
The Toasters,
Al Stewart,
The Dirtbombs,
The Gun Club,
The New Christs,
Eddi Front,
Hasil Adkins,
Arab on Radar,
The Raincoats,
Underground Resistance,
Marine Girls,
Thee Headcoats,
Todd Rundgren,
Wings,
Piero Umiliani,
Heaven 17,
Shoche,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The J.B.'s,
Basic Channel,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Techniques,
Ultimate Spinach,
World's Most,
Grey Daturas,
The Electric Prunes,
Bang On A Can,
T. Rex,
Quando Quango,
DJ Style,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Joe Finger,
Blossom Toes,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Robert Wyatt,
Procol Harum,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Young Rascals,
Donald Byrd,
Das Ding,
Pantytec,
Ituana,
Index,
Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes.
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.