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 Jamaica and from Paris.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Woodstock.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Judy Mowatt to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All Lee Hazlewood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The J.B.'s record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric B and Rakim,
Buzzcocks,
Andrew Hill,
Bauhaus,
Warren Ellis,
Grauzone,
Urselle,
Tommy Roe,
Dave Gahan,
Angry Samoans,
Skriet,
Procol Harum,
Electric Prunes,
The Beau Brummels,
Visage,
Infiniti,
The Raincoats,
Bob Dylan,
Dawn Penn,
Magazine,
Delta 5,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Soft Cell,
The Zeros,
Mantronix,
Khruangbin,
The Walker Brothers,
John Coltrane,
The Buckinghams,
Crooked Eye,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
OOIOO,
Television,
Little Man,
Oblivians,
Don Cherry,
Mars,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Faraquet,
Sexual Harrassment,
Circle Jerks,
Nirvana,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Parry Music,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Niagra,
These Immortal Souls,
Joy Division,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Essential Logic,
X-101,
Ultra Naté,
Can,
Lower 48,
Juan Atkins,
Charles Mingus,
Bronski Beat,
In Retrospect,
Donny Hathaway,
Anthony Braxton,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.