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 Greece and from Columbus.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the güiro 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 Jeru the Damaja to the jazz 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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Gastr Del Sol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The New Christs 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Don Cherry,
Young Marble Giants,
Brothers Johnson,
Arcadia,
Massinfluence,
Alton Ellis,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bluetip,
UT,
Echospace,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Surgeon,
Byron Stingily,
Jandek,
Vainqueur,
Neu!,
AZ,
a-ha,
Silicon Teens,
Pole,
The Toasters,
Wolf Eyes,
The Litter,
Jeff Lynne,
Henry Cow,
Agitation Free,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Gun Club,
Von Mondo,
Television Personalities,
Heaven 17,
Drive Like Jehu,
Shoche,
DJ Style,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Joy Division,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
FM Einheit,
Scratch Acid,
Pantaleimon,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
KRS-One,
Eve St. Jones,
Groovy Waters,
The Golliwogs,
John Lydon,
Deakin,
Circle Jerks,
Hardrive,
Desert Stars,
Piero Umiliani,
Prince Buster,
Skriet,
Marvin Gaye,
Danielle Patucci,
Gong,
Boz Scaggs,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Techniques,
China Crisis,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.