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 Fiji and from Bremen.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 chamberlin 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 Gang Gang Dance to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Gerry Rafferty. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Lydon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Talk Talk,
Zapp,
Todd Terry,
The Gladiators,
The Birthday Party,
Skarface,
Fatback Band,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Litter,
Sandy B,
The Durutti Column,
The Offenders,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Curtis Mayfield,
Oblivians,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ituana,
Echospace,
Aloha Tigers,
Urselle,
Sun Ra,
Black Moon,
Laurel Aitken,
Bauhaus,
Dual Sessions,
H. Thieme,
Livin' Joy,
Tropical Tobacco,
ABBA,
Altered Images,
Rites of Spring,
Buzzcocks,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Amon Düül,
Nas,
Bob Dylan,
Dark Day,
Joensuu 1685,
Ice-T,
The Misunderstood,
Deepchord,
The Doors,
The Sound,
Kayak,
John Lydon,
Rotary Connection,
Robert Görl,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Music Machine,
Alton Ellis,
Connie Case,
8 Eyed Spy,
Desert Stars,
David Bowie,
Adolescents,
The Mummies,
KRS-One,
Joy Division,
Eric Copeland,
La Düsseldorf,
The Moleskins,
Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer.
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.