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 Andorra and from Bologna.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 oboe 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 Dave Gahan to the techno 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 Mars. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barrington Levy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Near,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ossler,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Detroit Cobras,
Ronnie Foster,
JFA,
Saccharine Trust,
Lower 48,
Yusef Lateef,
Alphaville,
Junior Murvin,
Index,
Alice Coltrane,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Yazoo,
Pantytec,
Cal Tjader,
Yellowson,
Minny Pops,
Boredoms,
Colin Newman,
Scan 7,
Kerri Chandler,
Anthony Braxton,
Bad Manners,
Porter Ricks,
Josef K,
The Motions,
Icehouse,
The Beau Brummels,
Jacob Miller,
kango's stein massive,
Magma,
Can,
Black Flag,
The Real Kids,
Monks,
The Busters,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Derrick May,
Das Ding,
Goldenarms,
Al Stewart,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Wolf Eyes,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bluetip,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Byron Stingily,
Pierre Henry,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Yaz,
Quantec,
Mr. Review,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Lou Reed,
Skarface,
Barbara Tucker,
David McCallum,
Soulsonic Force,
Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders.
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.