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 Spain and from Manila.
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 Seoul and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Janne Schatter to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 X-Ray Spex. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gun Club 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bang On A Can,
The Knickerbockers,
Fugazi,
Colin Newman,
Chris Corsano,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lungfish,
Hashim,
Absolute Body Control,
Davy DMX,
Procol Harum,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
June of 44,
DNA,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gang Starr,
the Association,
ABBA,
Neil Young,
the Sonics,
Young Marble Giants,
Inner City,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Yusef Lateef,
Kerri Chandler,
Lalo Schifrin,
Joensuu 1685,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
KRS-One,
The Monks,
The Cramps,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Alice Coltrane,
Boredoms,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Martian,
Michelle Simonal,
Japan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bob Dylan,
The Divine Comedy,
Soulsonic Force,
T.S.O.L.,
Jesper Dahlback,
Wally Richardson,
Big Daddy Kane,
FM Einheit,
the Germs,
The Monochrome Set,
The Last Poets,
Moebius,
Maurizio,
Eden Ahbez,
The Fugs,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Move,
Average White Band,
Harmonia,
Gong,
Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four.
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.