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 Barbados and from Lyon.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 arpeggiator 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 Minny Pops 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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ituana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Near,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
kango's stein massive,
Brick,
Pet Shop Boys,
Goldenarms,
Icehouse,
Schoolly D,
Kerrie Biddell,
T.S.O.L.,
The Slackers,
Maleditus Sound,
Zapp,
Panda Bear,
Jeff Mills,
Buzzcocks,
The Residents,
The Vogues,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
In Retrospect,
Essential Logic,
Yusef Lateef,
Warsaw,
The Cowsills,
Marc Almond,
Peter and Kerry,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Los Fastidios,
Youth Brigade,
Japan,
Albert Ayler,
Cybotron,
Boz Scaggs,
Ludus,
Flash Fearless,
Lakeside,
The Pretty Things,
Faraquet,
Todd Terry,
Junior Murvin,
Lucky Dragons,
The Dirtbombs,
Stiv Bators,
Little Man,
Rakim,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Fortunes,
Quando Quango,
Gabor Szabo,
Jeff Lynne,
Blossom Toes,
FM Einheit,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Donald Byrd,
Mo-Dettes,
The Velvet Underground,
Sound Behaviour,
Fugazi,
The Star Department,
Heaven 17,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.