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 Cape Verde and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Arcadia 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 Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All Black Moon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Organ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eden Ahbez record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chrome,
Gang of Four,
Sister Nancy,
Monks,
The Knickerbockers,
Angry Samoans,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Yusef Lateef,
The Fugs,
Barbara Tucker,
Saccharine Trust,
Gang Gang Dance,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
H. Thieme,
Lightning Bolt,
The Victims,
Mr. Review,
Eden Ahbez,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Cymande,
Dave Gahan,
Archie Shepp,
Yellowson,
Henry Cow,
Minny Pops,
Tom Boy,
Joe Smooth,
Pierre Henry,
Aural Exciters,
The Mojo Men,
Crispy Ambulance,
Amon Düül,
The Cowsills,
Half Japanese,
Al Stewart,
Bauhaus,
Mantronix,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Infiniti,
Toni Rubio,
Quando Quango,
The Five Americans,
Simply Red,
Rites of Spring,
The Offenders,
Thompson Twins,
Intrusion,
The Selecter,
Japan,
Hardrive,
The Human League,
The Music Machine,
Lindisfarne,
Marmalade,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Fluxion,
Can,
The Gap Band,
Pylon,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.