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 Switzerland and from Johannesburg.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 theremin 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 The Fugs to the electroclash 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 Lonnie Liston Smith. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Almond record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba 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 Buckinghams,
The Detroit Cobras,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Nico,
David Bowie,
Japan,
Khruangbin,
World's Most,
Groovy Waters,
Eden Ahbez,
Hoover,
Adolescents,
Yusef Lateef,
Bronski Beat,
Severed Heads,
Kerrie Biddell,
LL Cool J,
Johnny Osbourne,
June Days,
Fat Boys,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Erasure,
Deepchord,
Anthony Braxton,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Red Krayola,
Buzzcocks,
Oblivians,
The Dirtbombs,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
DNA,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Archie Shepp,
The Remains,
Susan Cadogan,
This Heat,
DJ Sneak,
The Zeros,
Yaz,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Fire Engines,
Nick Fraelich,
Lou Reed,
Charles Mingus,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Trojans,
Tim Buckley,
Delta 5,
Black Sheep,
Schoolly D,
Make Up,
The Grass Roots,
John Holt,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Essential Logic,
Brothers Johnson,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Sound, The Sound, The Sound, The Sound.
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.