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 Iran and from Jakarta.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Pere Ubu to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sugar Minott. All the underground hits.
All Supertramp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Procol Harum,
R.M.O.,
Groovy Waters,
Swell Maps,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Yellowson,
Newcleus,
The Selecter,
Blancmange,
Stetsasonic,
The Remains,
Sugar Minott,
Surgeon,
The Techniques,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Mummies,
Babytalk,
Gang Green,
cv313,
Basic Channel,
Lakeside,
The Music Machine,
Rotary Connection,
Youth Brigade,
Gang of Four,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Funkadelic,
Dave Gahan,
Warren Ellis,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Knickerbockers,
Con Funk Shun,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ken Boothe,
The Saints,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Index,
Josef K,
Zapp,
The Litter,
Curtis Mayfield,
X-Ray Spex,
Reagan Youth,
Little Man,
In Retrospect,
Scott Walker,
Quantec,
Lyres,
The Tremeloes,
Barrington Levy,
Unwound,
Tommy Roe,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Wolf Eyes,
Matthew Halsall,
Wasted Youth,
Barry Ungar,
Radiohead,
The Five Americans,
Gang Gang Dance,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.