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 Barbados and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 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 Man Parrish 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 The Buckinghams. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oblivians 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Lalann,
The Move,
Thee Headcoats,
Donny Hathaway,
The Red Krayola,
Charles Mingus,
Shoche,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Cameo,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Gladiators,
Deakin,
The Skatalites,
Cal Tjader,
David McCallum,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Blossom Toes,
Country Teasers,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Gang Gang Dance,
Mo-Dettes,
Rod Modell,
Tommy Roe,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Public Enemy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Wolf Eyes,
Ralphi Rosario,
Peter & Gordon,
Pulsallama,
Audionom,
The Angels of Light,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Martian,
Hoover,
Cymande,
Nik Kershaw,
Bootsy Collins,
Robert Wyatt,
The Associates,
Cecil Taylor,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Quando Quango,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Blackbyrds,
Skriet,
Lyres,
Judy Mowatt,
Can,
Rosa Yemen,
David Bowie,
Crime,
Chris & Cosey,
Brothers Johnson,
Monolake,
Mad Mike,
Maurizio,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Kool Moe Dee,
Minutemen,
Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu.
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.