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 Russia and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 arpeggiator 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 Clear Light to the grunge 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 Smoke. All the underground hits.
All Bill Near tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Count Five 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fortunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
Duran Duran,
Archie Shepp,
Crispian St. Peters,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Rotary Connection,
The Move,
Bob Dylan,
Soft Machine,
The American Breed,
Mandrill,
The Cramps,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Crooked Eye,
The Sound,
The Mummies,
Steve Hackett,
Nation of Ulysses,
Warsaw,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Radiohead,
The Seeds,
Moss Icon,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Franke,
UT,
John Coltrane,
John Lydon,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Agitation Free,
Das Ding,
Eve St. Jones,
Panda Bear,
Yazoo,
Roger Hodgson,
The Skatalites,
Unrelated Segments,
Avey Tare,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Velvet Underground,
The Black Dice,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Arcadia,
Sällskapet,
Clear Light,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Slits,
Don Cherry,
Animal Collective,
The Buckinghams,
Alice Coltrane,
Sonny Sharrock,
Delon & Dalcan,
Blancmange,
Toni Rubio,
the Slits,
Yusef Lateef,
Lakeside,
KRS-One,
The Tremeloes,
The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band.
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.