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 Netherlands and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Rosa Yemen to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All The Litter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agent Orange,
Eric Copeland,
The Techniques,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The United States of America,
Terrestrial Tones,
the Normal,
Icehouse,
Groovy Waters,
Robert Görl,
Grauzone,
The Remains,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Glambeats Corp.,
James White and The Blacks,
Suicide,
the Sonics,
Yellowson,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Victims,
Soft Cell,
Roxette,
Gregory Isaacs,
Tubeway Army,
Metal Thangz,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Shuggie Otis,
Gang of Four,
Electric Prunes,
Brand Nubian,
A Certain Ratio,
The Dave Clark Five,
Blossom Toes,
Al Stewart,
Boz Scaggs,
Sound Behaviour,
The Buckinghams,
Todd Rundgren,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
T. Rex,
Connie Case,
Carl Craig,
Brass Construction,
Sandy B,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Alice Coltrane,
Rosa Yemen,
Chris & Cosey,
Fela Kuti,
Essential Logic,
The Index,
The Gories,
Roxy Music,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
These Immortal Souls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Stiv Bators,
The Cowsills,
Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.
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.