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 Zambia and from New York.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Jesper Dahlbäck to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Suburban Knight. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every LL Cool J 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Eating Sloth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Avey Tare,
New Order,
Deepchord,
Rotary Connection,
Little Man,
Essential Logic,
Eddi Front,
Popol Vuh,
cv313,
The Monochrome Set,
Alice Coltrane,
Adolescents,
Don Cherry,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Dual Sessions,
D'Angelo,
Camouflage,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Black Sheep,
Henry Cow,
Amazonics,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Banda Bassotti,
Deadbeat,
Ten City,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Marvin Gaye,
Alton Ellis,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lakeside,
Aural Exciters,
The Cure,
Model 500,
Rufus Thomas,
Duran Duran,
Brass Construction,
Interpol,
Hoover,
Pharoah Sanders,
Jeff Lynne,
the Human League,
Gang Starr,
The Trojans,
Michelle Simonal,
The Detroit Cobras,
Stereo Dub,
Gastr Del Sol,
Rosa Yemen,
Quantec,
Dawn Penn,
Warren Ellis,
Joe Smooth,
R.M.O.,
Television Personalities,
X-Ray Spex,
Echospace,
The Grass Roots,
Boz Scaggs,
Skaos,
Metal Thangz,
Das Ding,
Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond.
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.