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 Gabon and from Columbus.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Quantec to the rock 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 The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wasted Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Michelle Simonal,
Kerrie Biddell,
Johnny Clarke,
Gang of Four,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gang Gang Dance,
Jeff Mills,
Das Ding,
Brand Nubian,
Agitation Free,
LL Cool J,
The Shadows of Knight,
Quantec,
Television Personalities,
Drexciya,
Echospace,
The Invisible,
Eric Dolphy,
Soulsonic Force,
Adolescents,
Thompson Twins,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Chris & Cosey,
Gil Scott Heron,
Model 500,
David Bowie,
ABBA,
Tom Boy,
Junior Murvin,
Zapp,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
the Human League,
Kas Product,
Technova,
48th St. Collective,
Sexual Harrassment,
Bill Wells,
Curtis Mayfield,
Crime,
Harmonia,
Joyce Sims,
Electric Prunes,
Duran Duran,
Tears for Fears,
L. Decosne,
The Electric Prunes,
Aural Exciters,
Kayak,
Yazoo,
In Retrospect,
Bobby Womack,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Sonics,
Stiv Bators,
FM Einheit,
A Certain Ratio,
The Gories,
Monks,
Unrelated Segments,
Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee.
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.