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 Egypt and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Porter Ricks to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fifty Foot Hose 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 marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
Pole,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Pantytec,
The Neon Judgement,
Electric Prunes,
Minny Pops,
The Toasters,
Andrew Hill,
X-101,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Television,
Flash Fearless,
Ralphi Rosario,
Jeff Mills,
Wire,
The Angels of Light,
Quando Quango,
Alice Coltrane,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Eric Dolphy,
Lou Reed,
The Velvet Underground,
Minor Threat,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Hashim,
The Grass Roots,
Yusef Lateef,
The Fall,
Leonard Cohen,
Joensuu 1685,
Monks,
The Electric Prunes,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Cramps,
Lakeside,
Pussy Galore,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Dave Clark Five,
Cybotron,
Loose Ends,
The Human League,
Subhumans,
The Moleskins,
Scientists,
Eve St. Jones,
Carl Craig,
The Slits,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Absolute Body Control,
Ituana,
Jerry's Kids,
Yaz,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
UT,
The Gories,
Siglo XX,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Smoke,
Con Funk Shun,
Minutemen,
Arab on Radar,
Robert Wyatt,
John Holt, John Holt, John Holt, John Holt.
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.