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 Malawi and from Woodstock.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the guitar 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 Intrusion to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Foxx,
Bill Wells,
Brick,
Gang of Four,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
the Fania All-Stars,
Avey Tare,
Skarface,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Half Japanese,
X-102,
Quantec,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kaleidoscope,
The Residents,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lou Reed,
Livin' Joy,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Leaves,
Ralphi Rosario,
Subhumans,
The Martian,
Amon Düül,
Johnny Osbourne,
Youth Brigade,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sight & Sound,
Grey Daturas,
Hoover,
Crispian St. Peters,
ABBA,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Man Eating Sloth,
Albert Ayler,
Hot Snakes,
Neu!,
Chris & Cosey,
Lee Hazlewood,
Yazoo,
Nico,
KRS-One,
Josef K,
Joe Smooth,
Pierre Henry,
Matthew Bourne,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Nick Fraelich,
Urselle,
Harmonia,
June Days,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Fear,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Easy Going,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sam Rivers,
This Heat,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms.
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.