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 Peru and from Shanghai.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Lou Reed & John Cale to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All Kas Product tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Girls At Our Best! 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monolake,
Gil Scott Heron,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Barry Ungar,
Lee Hazlewood,
Joy Division,
The Skatalites,
Tropical Tobacco,
Negative Approach,
Oblivians,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Remains,
Excepter,
Camouflage,
Severed Heads,
Fluxion,
Pole,
Loose Ends,
Bill Wells,
The Five Americans,
Marvin Gaye,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Slackers,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
EPMD,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Leonard Cohen,
Lou Reed,
Tomorrow,
Intrusion,
The Techniques,
the Soft Cell,
Soft Machine,
Scan 7,
Gang Gang Dance,
Swans,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ohio Players,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Pierre Henry,
John Foxx,
Deepchord,
Youth Brigade,
Jimmy McGriff,
Funky Four + One,
Throbbing Gristle,
Man Eating Sloth,
Eddi Front,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Trumans Water,
Harmonia,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Eric Copeland,
Brass Construction,
Gang Starr,
Cybotron,
The Index,
Freddie Wadling,
Alison Limerick,
The Searchers,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.