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 Guinea and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 harpsichord 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 Fuzztones to the dance 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 Blancmange. All the underground hits.
All Pere Ubu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Qualms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tommy Roe,
Television Personalities,
Tom Boy,
Sarah Menescal,
Cluster,
Flamin' Groovies,
Barry Ungar,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
OOIOO,
Funky Four + One,
Reagan Youth,
Fatback Band,
Susan Cadogan,
Spandau Ballet,
Qualms,
June of 44,
New Age Steppers,
Johnny Osbourne,
China Crisis,
Bobby Sherman,
F. McDonald,
Simply Red,
The Mojo Men,
Gastr Del Sol,
Prince Buster,
The Standells,
Marcia Griffiths,
X-Ray Spex,
Rites of Spring,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Parry Music,
Scientists,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ossler,
Cecil Taylor,
Aural Exciters,
Spoonie Gee,
Oblivians,
Judy Mowatt,
John Cale,
Eden Ahbez,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Suicide,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Joey Negro,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Pierre Henry,
The Slackers,
Michelle Simonal,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sandy B,
Livin' Joy,
Sonic Youth,
Zapp,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Mandrill,
Joe Smooth,
John Holt,
Marc Almond,
the Fania All-Stars,
Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green.
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.