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 Tunisia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 clarinet 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 Brass Construction to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All Joy Division tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Black Dice 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Tommy Roe,
Bootsy Collins,
The Sonics,
the Association,
Sonic Youth,
The Busters,
Robert Hood,
John Foxx,
Grandmaster Flash,
Dave Gahan,
Fluxion,
Derrick May,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Boz Scaggs,
Max Romeo,
Kenny Larkin,
Johnny Clarke,
The Kinks,
U.S. Maple,
Qualms,
Adolescents,
Tomorrow,
Janne Schatter,
Lou Reed,
Tres Demented,
Hasil Adkins,
Echospace,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Joe Smooth,
The Velvet Underground,
Yellowson,
Junior Murvin,
The Remains,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Chrome,
Monolake,
X-101,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Gang of Four,
Pantytec,
The Monochrome Set,
Robert Wyatt,
Funkadelic,
Sixth Finger,
Gichy Dan,
Little Man,
Quantec,
The Skatalites,
Chris & Cosey,
Patti Smith,
Oblivians,
The Pop Group,
The Moleskins,
Banda Bassotti,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Electric Prunes,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Roxy Music,
Kool Moe Dee,
Todd Rundgren,
Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps.
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.