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 Uganda and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Motions to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Monks. All the underground hits.
All Darondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Be Bop Deluxe,
L. Decosne,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Unrelated Segments,
David Bowie,
The Fugs,
Kurtis Blow,
Saccharine Trust,
Josef K,
Dave Gahan,
cv313,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Amon Düül,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Mars,
These Immortal Souls,
Juan Atkins,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Depeche Mode,
Big Daddy Kane,
Harry Pussy,
Morten Harket,
John Foxx,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Warren Ellis,
Rotary Connection,
The Music Machine,
Nation of Ulysses,
Chris Corsano,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Martian,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Barrington Levy,
Sam Rivers,
Section 25,
Monolake,
Tubeway Army,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Tremeloes,
Ronan,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Swell Maps,
Groovy Waters,
Mission of Burma,
Scott Walker,
Heaven 17,
Jandek,
The Fall,
Desert Stars,
EPMD,
Ossler,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Dennis Brown,
Spandau Ballet,
The Electric Prunes,
Robert Hood,
Pere Ubu,
Lalann,
the Slits,
Rosa Yemen,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.