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 Ghana and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 Halifax and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Gang Gang Dance to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Alison Limerick. All the underground hits.
All Manfred Mann's Earth Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Last Poets record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Cosmic Jokers,
Man Eating Sloth,
Groovy Waters,
Pantytec,
Rosa Yemen,
Symarip,
MDC,
The Cramps,
Moebius,
A Certain Ratio,
Maleditus Sound,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Durutti Column,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Minny Pops,
The Velvet Underground,
Ludus,
Minnie Riperton,
The Neon Judgement,
Archie Shepp,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
the Human League,
Boogie Down Productions,
Fluxion,
OOIOO,
Johnny Osbourne,
Absolute Body Control,
Mary Jane Girls,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Sound,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Bluetip,
Infiniti,
Oneida,
Jesper Dahlback,
Interpol,
Althea and Donna,
the Association,
Lyres,
Marc Almond,
The Pretty Things,
World's Most,
The Invisible,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Blues Magoos,
Lakeside,
R.M.O.,
The Happenings,
DNA,
Erykah Badu,
Suburban Knight,
Scratch Acid,
Niagra,
Kool Moe Dee,
Public Enemy,
Wings,
New Age Steppers,
Henry Cow,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Grass Roots,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.