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 Kenya and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 organ 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 Peter & Gordon to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Knickerbockers. All the underground hits.
All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Curtis Mayfield record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Holt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Connie Case,
China Crisis,
a-ha,
X-Ray Spex,
Visage,
Sam Rivers,
Patti Smith,
Reagan Youth,
Marshall Jefferson,
Wolf Eyes,
Masters at Work,
Barbara Tucker,
Goldenarms,
Piero Umiliani,
KRS-One,
Technova,
Bad Manners,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Davy DMX,
Underground Resistance,
The Happenings,
Brothers Johnson,
Nas,
The Monks,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Andrew Hill,
Barclay James Harvest,
DJ Sneak,
Joyce Sims,
Pussy Galore,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Evens,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Sonics,
Rapeman,
Bobby Byrd,
Quantec,
Robert Hood,
Lalo Schifrin,
Warren Ellis,
Black Bananas,
Aloha Tigers,
New York Dolls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Funky Four + One,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Motions,
June of 44,
James White and The Blacks,
Make Up,
The Walker Brothers,
Scratch Acid,
The Durutti Column,
The Flesh Eaters,
Mark Hollis,
Ultravox,
The Cowsills,
Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu.
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.