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 Solomon Islands and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 linndrum 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 Arab on Radar to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Franke. All the underground hits.
All Clear Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultravox record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Joy Division record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Byron Stingily,
JFA,
Warsaw,
Bobby Sherman,
Con Funk Shun,
Newcleus,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Duran Duran,
Nick Fraelich,
Kerri Chandler,
Severed Heads,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Johnny Clarke,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Monks,
B.T. Express,
Bill Wells,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Nas,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Davy DMX,
Flash Fearless,
10cc,
Ornette Coleman,
Depeche Mode,
Mars,
Half Japanese,
T.S.O.L.,
Roy Ayers,
Colin Newman,
Swans,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Roxette,
The Mojo Men,
Pantytec,
The Stooges,
MC5,
Pylon,
Crispian St. Peters,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Trojans,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Hasil Adkins,
Fugazi,
cv313,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Youth Brigade,
Junior Murvin,
Sound Behaviour,
Intrusion,
Glambeats Corp.,
Tommy Roe,
Tres Demented,
Skaos,
Theoretical Girls,
Average White Band,
Bobby Womack,
Stereo Dub,
Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott.
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.