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 Hungary 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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
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 Quantec to the disco 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 Moss Icon. All the underground hits.
All Mad Mike tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Chris Corsano,
The United States of America,
The Dave Clark Five,
Steve Hackett,
Matthew Halsall,
AZ,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Robert Görl,
Y Pants,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Whodini,
JFA,
The Shadows of Knight,
Agent Orange,
Skarface,
The Barracudas,
Kerri Chandler,
Harpers Bizarre,
Arcadia,
James White and The Blacks,
Sun City Girls,
Sound Behaviour,
Dave Gahan,
Eddi Front,
Ronan,
John Foxx,
The Fortunes,
Crispian St. Peters,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Chrome,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sarah Menescal,
Gregory Isaacs,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Anakelly,
Alton Ellis,
Janne Schatter,
Zapp,
Shuggie Otis,
Prince Buster,
Smog,
The Red Krayola,
Jesper Dahlback,
Reagan Youth,
Byron Stingily,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Selecter,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Pussy Galore,
Excepter,
Jeff Mills,
Marshall Jefferson,
the Swans,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Royal Trux,
Von Mondo,
The Mummies,
Alison Limerick,
Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls, Theoretical Girls.
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.