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 Grenada and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Sixth Finger to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Radio Birdman. All the underground hits.
All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dirtbombs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mummies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joey Negro,
Talk Talk,
Simply Red,
Derrick Morgan,
Tears for Fears,
Faraquet,
The Saints,
Ludus,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Count Five,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Intrusion,
Magma,
Ralphi Rosario,
the Fania All-Stars,
The United States of America,
Don Cherry,
Pharoah Sanders,
Procol Harum,
The Misunderstood,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Depeche Mode,
Avey Tare,
The Gladiators,
Scott Walker,
Derrick May,
One Last Wish,
Dennis Brown,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lalo Schifrin,
X-101,
Alton Ellis,
Amon Düül,
Soft Machine,
A Certain Ratio,
Amon Düül II,
Fat Boys,
The Martian,
Sarah Menescal,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Slave,
Yusef Lateef,
Colin Newman,
The Mummies,
Peter & Gordon,
Franke,
PIL,
Silicon Teens,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Al Stewart,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Raincoats,
a-ha,
Urselle,
Mandrill,
The Skatalites,
Nas,
The Dead C,
Throbbing Gristle,
Amazonics,
Blake Baxter,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.