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 Palau and from Bologna.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Sao Paulo.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Piero Umiliani to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Cybotron. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Traffic Nightmare,
The Angels of Light,
New York Dolls,
Throbbing Gristle,
Brand Nubian,
Rites of Spring,
Amon Düül,
Dark Day,
Henry Cow,
Easy Going,
Eddi Front,
Freddie Wadling,
Eden Ahbez,
The Index,
Marshall Jefferson,
Public Enemy,
Fear,
a-ha,
Niagra,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Warsaw,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jacques Brel,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Accadde A,
Quando Quango,
Radiohead,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Joyce Sims,
the Fania All-Stars,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Kinks,
Warren Ellis,
Simply Red,
Tom Boy,
Patti Smith,
Aural Exciters,
R.M.O.,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Thee Headcoats,
Kerri Chandler,
The Residents,
The Mojo Men,
Roxette,
Glenn Branca,
Black Flag,
Wire,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The United States of America,
T. Rex,
June of 44,
Roy Ayers,
Gong,
Ituana,
Buzzcocks,
The Seeds,
Soft Machine,
Clear Light,
Magazine,
Prince Buster,
Magma,
K-Klass,
The Fuzztones,
Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood.
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.