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 Glasgow.
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 Salvador and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Dennis Brown to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Womack tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mary Jane Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Intrusion,
Pharoah Sanders,
Todd Terry,
Altered Images,
Depeche Mode,
Desert Stars,
the Normal,
The Dave Clark Five,
Eyeless In Gaza,
LL Cool J,
Mark Hollis,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Warren Ellis,
Bootsy Collins,
Derrick Morgan,
Bill Near,
Andrew Hill,
David Axelrod,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Mighty Diamonds,
One Last Wish,
CMW,
Grauzone,
The Dead C,
Echospace,
These Immortal Souls,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Gap Band,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Susan Cadogan,
Lebanon Hanover,
Albert Ayler,
Q and Not U,
The Happenings,
Funkadelic,
Flash Fearless,
Cecil Taylor,
Colin Newman,
James White and The Blacks,
Camouflage,
Dead Boys,
Fatback Band,
Eric Copeland,
Soft Cell,
Donny Hathaway,
Skaos,
Amon Düül,
Reuben Wilson,
E-Dancer,
The American Breed,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Wally Richardson,
F. McDonald,
Rapeman,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Minnie Riperton,
Warsaw,
Inner City,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.