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 Peru and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Bobby Womack to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Index. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blancmange,
Barbara Tucker,
Gang Green,
Lalann,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sandy B,
Fela Kuti,
The Techniques,
The Buckinghams,
X-Ray Spex,
Ludus,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Marc Almond,
The Skatalites,
Model 500,
Avey Tare,
Sun City Girls,
The Trojans,
Lower 48,
Fluxion,
Sexual Harrassment,
June Days,
Pere Ubu,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Black Pus,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Howard Jones,
Marine Girls,
Monks,
Scott Walker,
Sonic Youth,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gerry Rafferty,
Joey Negro,
Jandek,
Lightning Bolt,
The Offenders,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
H. Thieme,
Bill Wells,
Bush Tetras,
Excepter,
Morten Harket,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lyres,
The Walker Brothers,
Terry Callier,
Gang Gang Dance,
Michelle Simonal,
X-102,
Sister Nancy,
James White and The Blacks,
June of 44,
B.T. Express,
Lucky Dragons,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Echospace,
Groovy Waters,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Toasters,
Soft Machine,
KRS-One,
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.