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 Denmark and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Edmonton.
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 synthesizer 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 Kango’s Stein Massive to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Vladislav Delay. All the underground hits.
All Art Ensemble Of Chicago tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ten City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang of Four,
Robert Hood,
This Heat,
Unwound,
Kerri Chandler,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gregory Isaacs,
Radiopuhelimet,
Flipper,
The Standells,
The Seeds,
Von Mondo,
Pylon,
Outsiders,
Thompson Twins,
Lyres,
The New Christs,
World's Most,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Buzzcocks,
Model 500,
Schoolly D,
Alton Ellis,
The Blues Magoos,
Eurythmics,
Sixth Finger,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bill Near,
Dorothy Ashby,
Young Marble Giants,
Sonic Youth,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Q65,
Andrew Hill,
Jeru the Damaja,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Scrapy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Index,
The Young Rascals,
MC5,
Curtis Mayfield,
Faust,
the Human League,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lebanon Hanover,
Man Parrish,
Bad Manners,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Franke,
AZ,
Motorama,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
E-Dancer,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ken Boothe,
Pagans,
Dennis Brown,
David Axelrod,
Gang Starr,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.