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 Sierra Leone and from Calgary.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Detroit Cobras to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Parry Music. All the underground hits.
All Red Lorry Yellow Lorry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June of 44,
Skaos,
Das Ding,
Silicon Teens,
The Barracudas,
Gang of Four,
The Divine Comedy,
Mo-Dettes,
Desert Stars,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Japan,
Jawbox,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Moss Icon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marmalade,
Max Romeo,
Charles Mingus,
Susan Cadogan,
Roxy Music,
Motorama,
Spoonie Gee,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Busters,
Dave Gahan,
Joensuu 1685,
Niagra,
The Velvet Underground,
Tubeway Army,
Maurizio,
Brand Nubian,
Kerri Chandler,
Massinfluence,
KRS-One,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
John Holt,
The Smiths,
the Sonics,
Dark Day,
The Buckinghams,
Hasil Adkins,
Electric Light Orchestra,
One Last Wish,
Crash Course in Science,
Sarah Menescal,
Gregory Isaacs,
Monks,
Blossom Toes,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Pulsallama,
Eric Dolphy,
Bob Dylan,
James White and The Blacks,
X-102,
The Birthday Party,
Gichy Dan,
Con Funk Shun,
Absolute Body Control,
Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.
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.