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 Ireland and from Mumbai.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Blake Baxter to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Mojo Men. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Womack tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Talk Talk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Victims,
Isaac Hayes,
Robert Görl,
Matthew Bourne,
Talk Talk,
Half Japanese,
The Trojans,
Television,
Pet Shop Boys,
David Bowie,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Massinfluence,
Pere Ubu,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Searchers,
David Axelrod,
DJ Style,
DNA,
The Angels of Light,
Prince Buster,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sun Ra,
Gong,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Simply Red,
Ohio Players,
Agent Orange,
Swell Maps,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Roxette,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
MDC,
Dark Day,
Glenn Branca,
Dead Boys,
Tom Boy,
Deadbeat,
Derrick Morgan,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Fad Gadget,
Pierre Henry,
The Cramps,
Porter Ricks,
Circle Jerks,
The Human League,
The Neon Judgement,
The Dead C,
The Skatalites,
Little Man,
Malaria!,
Flipper,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Remains,
Inner City,
Cal Tjader,
Robert Hood,
Neil Young,
OOIOO,
Banda Bassotti,
Mandrill,
Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow.
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.