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 Micronesia and from Mumbai.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Simply Red to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Beau Brummels 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Teenage Jesus and the Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
T.S.O.L.,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Con Funk Shun,
Von Mondo,
Average White Band,
Agitation Free,
Amazonics,
Joyce Sims,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
John Cale,
Throbbing Gristle,
Tears for Fears,
B.T. Express,
The Count Five,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Seeds,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
These Immortal Souls,
Sugar Minott,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Dave Clark Five,
Peter & Gordon,
Schoolly D,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Star Department,
Nas,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Move,
Young Marble Giants,
Kas Product,
Kenny Larkin,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Unwound,
Vladislav Delay,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Mark Hollis,
Ice-T,
Rakim,
Ultravox,
the Slits,
Josef K,
Aural Exciters,
Public Image Ltd.,
Marc Almond,
OOIOO,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Judy Mowatt,
The Flesh Eaters,
Brothers Johnson,
Monks,
Minny Pops,
The Invisible,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Tubeway Army,
Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine.
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.