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 Nigeria and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Matthew Halsall to the grime 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 The Human League. All the underground hits.
All Motorama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
The Leaves,
Gang Starr,
Soulsonic Force,
Tropical Tobacco,
Subhumans,
Malaria!,
Bobby Womack,
Television,
Von Mondo,
Silicon Teens,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Junior Murvin,
Japan,
The Star Department,
Girls At Our Best!,
Smog,
Dawn Penn,
Arab on Radar,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
48th St. Collective,
Stockholm Monsters,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Eurythmics,
Aswad,
Wire,
June of 44,
Lightning Bolt,
Skaos,
Kas Product,
The Associates,
Nik Kershaw,
Buzzcocks,
The Detroit Cobras,
Pharoah Sanders,
U.S. Maple,
Avey Tare,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ponytail,
Grandmaster Flash,
Jesper Dahlback,
Theoretical Girls,
Yellowson,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Whodini,
Youth Brigade,
Vainqueur,
Simply Red,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lalo Schifrin,
Josef K,
Brass Construction,
Cecil Taylor,
Bobby Sherman,
Agent Orange,
Public Enemy,
Patti Smith,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
John Coltrane,
Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy.
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.