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 South Africa and from Portland.
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 Glasgow and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All Barry Ungar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Zeros record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dead C,
Altered Images,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Gap Band,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Pagans,
Boredoms,
Sällskapet,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Supertramp,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rod Modell,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Birthday Party,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lalann,
New Age Steppers,
Rakim,
Goldenarms,
Malaria!,
The Last Poets,
Mission of Burma,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ituana,
Black Pus,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Circle Jerks,
Deakin,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Byron Stingily,
Alice Coltrane,
Tommy Roe,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Organ,
DJ Style,
Arab on Radar,
Sparks,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Mummies,
Soulsonic Force,
World's Most,
Michelle Simonal,
The Doobie Brothers,
Alison Limerick,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
This Heat,
Little Man,
The Blackbyrds,
Angry Samoans,
Visage,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Tom Boy,
The Martian,
Wolf Eyes,
The Tremeloes,
Dawn Penn,
The Blues Magoos,
Lebanon Hanover,
Young Marble Giants,
The Fall,
Erykah Badu,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.