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 Singapore and from Madrid.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Delta 5 to the rock 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 Donald Byrd. All the underground hits.
All The Toasters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brand Nubian record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang of Four,
Carl Craig,
Pole,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
a-ha,
Oneida,
Lower 48,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Monks,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Chrome,
The Pop Group,
Basic Channel,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Dennis Brown,
the Fania All-Stars,
Connie Case,
Donald Byrd,
Malaria!,
Mad Mike,
Sparks,
Henry Cow,
U.S. Maple,
T.S.O.L.,
Thompson Twins,
MC5,
The Young Rascals,
Ronnie Foster,
Television Personalities,
Pantaleimon,
Flipper,
Fear,
Eric Copeland,
Joe Smooth,
Bill Near,
Television,
Infiniti,
Model 500,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
F. McDonald,
Juan Atkins,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
KRS-One,
Shoche,
Groovy Waters,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Deadbeat,
Ossler,
The Evens,
The Mummies,
Aaron Thompson,
The American Breed,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Trojans,
the Association,
Crash Course in Science,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
New Order,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.