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 Mexico and from Lille.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the snare 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 Donny Hathaway to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All Blancmange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Be Bop Deluxe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Kinks,
MC5,
Roxette,
Fear,
Stockholm Monsters,
Joey Negro,
Boredoms,
The Blues Magoos,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Joyce Sims,
Make Up,
Lou Reed,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kerrie Biddell,
The United States of America,
Grauzone,
Scientists,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Silicon Teens,
The Beau Brummels,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Sonics,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Warren Ellis,
The Walker Brothers,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gregory Isaacs,
La Düsseldorf,
Zero Boys,
Pierre Henry,
Organ,
Vladislav Delay,
Heaven 17,
The Seeds,
Throbbing Gristle,
the Association,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Blake Baxter,
Barrington Levy,
The Human League,
The Count Five,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
June of 44,
Marc Almond,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Saints,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Circle Jerks,
Absolute Body Control,
cv313,
June Days,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Excepter,
Yusef Lateef,
Pagans,
Stereo Dub,
The Detroit Cobras,
Mary Jane Girls,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.