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 Netherlands and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Jakarta.
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 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 Selector Dub Narcotic to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Rapeman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every London Community Gospel Choir record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Walker Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Electric Prunes,
Ponytail,
Todd Rundgren,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Radio Birdman,
Ornette Coleman,
Ronan,
X-Ray Spex,
Blossom Toes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Raincoats,
Altered Images,
The United States of America,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Animal Collective,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Seeds,
Derrick Morgan,
Crime,
Swell Maps,
The Durutti Column,
Colin Newman,
Lower 48,
Roxy Music,
Fad Gadget,
Au Pairs,
Sound Behaviour,
New Age Steppers,
Charles Mingus,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Babytalk,
The Fugs,
Althea and Donna,
Marine Girls,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Black Pus,
the Slits,
Rites of Spring,
Dark Day,
Rotary Connection,
Talk Talk,
Gil Scott Heron,
Can,
Laurel Aitken,
Gang of Four,
Rufus Thomas,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Throbbing Gristle,
Minny Pops,
Rapeman,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Gap Band,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Faust,
Y Pants,
Janne Schatter,
Warren Ellis,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.