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 Tanzania and from Halifax.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Donald Fagen 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 West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band 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 Joey Negro. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Richard Hell and the Voidoids 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago 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?
Ronnie Foster,
Lindisfarne,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Hot Snakes,
The New Christs,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Monks,
The Knickerbockers,
Bronski Beat,
The Standells,
Au Pairs,
Traffic Nightmare,
Fatback Band,
Inner City,
Soulsonic Force,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Marc Almond,
Radiopuhelimet,
ABBA,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sight & Sound,
Kerri Chandler,
Essential Logic,
Eli Mardock,
MDC,
Marine Girls,
Johnny Osbourne,
Cheater Slicks,
Ituana,
L. Decosne,
KRS-One,
Robert Wyatt,
Moebius,
Josef K,
Kurtis Blow,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Flesh Eaters,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Matthew Bourne,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Robert Görl,
Sixth Finger,
Curtis Mayfield,
Dead Boys,
Sonny Sharrock,
Young Marble Giants,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Divine Comedy,
Gang of Four,
Scott Walker,
Mary Jane Girls,
Roxette,
Babytalk,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
T. Rex,
New Age Steppers,
Eve St. Jones,
Lyres,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The American Breed,
Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily.
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.