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 Mexico and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All Liaisons Dangereuses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The United States of America record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flamin' Groovies,
Spandau Ballet,
Mars,
Mad Mike,
Wolf Eyes,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Infiniti,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
10cc,
Black Pus,
L. Decosne,
The Invisible,
The Selecter,
Boredoms,
Bobby Sherman,
Bluetip,
Trumans Water,
Ronan,
Hasil Adkins,
Chris & Cosey,
Kas Product,
Harry Pussy,
AZ,
Ronnie Foster,
Blake Baxter,
Clear Light,
Black Flag,
Aswad,
Skriet,
Colin Newman,
FM Einheit,
Boz Scaggs,
Brothers Johnson,
Rites of Spring,
James White and The Blacks,
Nation of Ulysses,
Tim Buckley,
Liliput,
The Human League,
Supertramp,
Nirvana,
Groovy Waters,
Ludus,
Babytalk,
The Neon Judgement,
Radiopuhelimet,
Zero Boys,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lucky Dragons,
Black Moon,
The Black Dice,
Panda Bear,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Anakelly,
Al Stewart,
Visage, Visage, Visage, Visage.
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.