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 Liberia and from Jakarta.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 güiro 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 Josef K to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Boz Scaggs. All the underground hits.
All John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Hood 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terry Callier record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Outsiders,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Main Source,
Crispian St. Peters,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Happenings,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Reuben Wilson,
Anakelly,
KRS-One,
Prince Buster,
Crooked Eye,
The Music Machine,
Erasure,
The Slackers,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Symarip,
The Dead C,
Ornette Coleman,
T.S.O.L.,
Monks,
the Soft Cell,
Ultimate Spinach,
Jerry's Kids,
Al Stewart,
Qualms,
Skarface,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Rekid,
The Modern Lovers,
Con Funk Shun,
Spandau Ballet,
Steve Hackett,
Derrick Morgan,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sun City Girls,
Metal Thangz,
Amon Düül,
Newcleus,
Nick Fraelich,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Alison Limerick,
Lalo Schifrin,
Inner City,
Leonard Cohen,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Associates,
UT,
Brick,
Alphaville,
Lyres,
Sugar Minott,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Y Pants,
Jeff Mills,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ultra Naté,
The Buckinghams,
Lindisfarne,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.