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 Albania and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 marimba 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 Mark Hollis to the rock 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 Matthew Halsall. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Anthony Braxton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Parry Music,
the Normal,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ponytail,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Crime,
Lalann,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Pole,
Cluster,
The Invisible,
The American Breed,
Joensuu 1685,
Jeff Lynne,
Avey Tare,
Trumans Water,
Lower 48,
Davy DMX,
Faraquet,
Suicide,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Smiths,
The Wake,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Flash Fearless,
The Young Rascals,
KRS-One,
The Fall,
Tropical Tobacco,
Panda Bear,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Main Source,
Lou Christie,
Erykah Badu,
Gang Starr,
Bad Manners,
Boredoms,
Easy Going,
X-Ray Spex,
Joe Finger,
Glambeats Corp.,
Deakin,
Harry Pussy,
FM Einheit,
Hoover,
Visage,
Funky Four + One,
Metal Thangz,
Morten Harket,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gang of Four,
Nils Olav,
Inner City,
Y Pants,
The Leaves,
Maleditus Sound,
Anthony Braxton,
Goldenarms,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Moleskins,
David Axelrod,
Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül.
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.