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 Jamaica and from Delhi.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Gladiators to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids. All the underground hits.
All Ponytail tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Terrestrial Tones,
Scion,
Carl Craig,
Connie Case,
Dual Sessions,
Alton Ellis,
Duran Duran,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Hashim,
Absolute Body Control,
China Crisis,
Main Source,
The Black Dice,
Iggy Pop,
Archie Shepp,
Brass Construction,
James White and The Blacks,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Sonics,
Motorama,
the Normal,
Kenny Larkin,
New Order,
Cameo,
The Pretty Things,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Chris & Cosey,
Babytalk,
The Knickerbockers,
Tommy Roe,
Erykah Badu,
The Doors,
The Cure,
Wasted Youth,
Soulsonic Force,
Lou Reed,
10cc,
Bauhaus,
Hoover,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Modern Lovers,
Cybotron,
K-Klass,
Jandek,
Harmonia,
The Trojans,
A Flock of Seagulls,
This Heat,
David Bowie,
Infiniti,
Yellowson,
Crooked Eye,
The Slackers,
Todd Terry,
Tomorrow,
The Stooges,
Agitation Free,
the Swans,
Henry Cow,
Pharoah Sanders,
Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt.
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.