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 Romania 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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 sitar 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 John Lydon to the jazz 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 The Motions. All the underground hits.
All Fat Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nils Olav record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hasil Adkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Max Romeo,
Ponytail,
The Electric Prunes,
Silicon Teens,
The Monks,
Sam Rivers,
The Fortunes,
Howard Jones,
Letta Mbulu,
Scott Walker,
John Cale,
Talk Talk,
The Star Department,
Sonny Sharrock,
Michelle Simonal,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Grey Daturas,
Second Layer,
Robert Görl,
The Real Kids,
Average White Band,
Soulsonic Force,
The Knickerbockers,
Siglo XX,
Tres Demented,
Boz Scaggs,
Nirvana,
Kevin Saunderson,
Morten Harket,
Cheater Slicks,
David McCallum,
John Coltrane,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
OOIOO,
The Last Poets,
Brand Nubian,
Electric Prunes,
The Cowsills,
Spoonie Gee,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lucky Dragons,
ABBA,
Camouflage,
Brass Construction,
Angry Samoans,
the Sonics,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Trumans Water,
Archie Shepp,
Bang On A Can,
L. Decosne,
The Index,
Desert Stars,
Scratch Acid,
Soft Machine,
Q65,
Ronan,
Rhythm & Sound,
Intrusion,
Glenn Branca,
Joe Finger,
Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.
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.