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 Iran and from Madrid.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Delhi.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Skaos to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Marine Girls. All the underground hits.
All Public Enemy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantaleimon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ossler,
Bill Near,
L. Decosne,
Gang Starr,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cheater Slicks,
The Litter,
the Germs,
The Dead C,
Bobby Womack,
Symarip,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Moss Icon,
Lee Hazlewood,
Robert Görl,
Liliput,
Icehouse,
Guru Guru,
Electric Prunes,
the Soft Cell,
48th St. Collective,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Nation of Ulysses,
X-Ray Spex,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Amazonics,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Eden Ahbez,
The Velvet Underground,
Fatback Band,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pantytec,
Slave,
Carl Craig,
The Martian,
Qualms,
The Move,
Depeche Mode,
Al Stewart,
Moebius,
One Last Wish,
Darondo,
Pylon,
Eric Dolphy,
Thompson Twins,
The Gun Club,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Dave Gahan,
Hoover,
kango's stein massive,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Saints,
The Sound,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Visage,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
PIL,
David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod.
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.