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 Mauritius and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Surgeon to the rock 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 Sister Nancy. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Severed Heads record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
H. Thieme,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
OOIOO,
Minnie Riperton,
The Blues Magoos,
Monks,
the Germs,
L. Decosne,
The Saints,
The Victims,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Gong,
Half Japanese,
Soft Machine,
The Star Department,
Chris Corsano,
The Divine Comedy,
Alphaville,
Marc Almond,
The Zeros,
Scion,
Moebius,
Jimmy McGriff,
Masters at Work,
ABBA,
Spandau Ballet,
MC5,
Swans,
The Monks,
Blake Baxter,
Jeff Lynne,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Stetsasonic,
The Music Machine,
Joy Division,
Trumans Water,
CMW,
Ultravox,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Evens,
The Doobie Brothers,
Excepter,
Goldenarms,
Robert Görl,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Eric Dolphy,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Dirtbombs,
New Order,
Thee Headcoats,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Flipper,
the Normal,
World's Most,
Dual Sessions,
Oneida,
A Certain Ratio,
Television,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Gap Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.