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 Belgium and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manila.
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 Alton Ellis to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Popol Vuh 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Girls At Our Best! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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 American Breed,
Ponytail,
Soft Cell,
Pagans,
Vainqueur,
The Blackbyrds,
John Holt,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Derrick Morgan,
Radiopuhelimet,
Fela Kuti,
Judy Mowatt,
Television,
T.S.O.L.,
Infiniti,
Reuben Wilson,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Martian,
Rhythm & Sound,
Barclay James Harvest,
Skaos,
Von Mondo,
Au Pairs,
The Busters,
Girls At Our Best!,
Jacob Miller,
Mars,
Babytalk,
EPMD,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Smiths,
Soul II Soul,
Sarah Menescal,
Niagra,
ABC,
Minny Pops,
Michelle Simonal,
James White and The Blacks,
Tears for Fears,
Brothers Johnson,
Ralphi Rosario,
Aaron Thompson,
Cal Tjader,
The Human League,
Idris Muhammad,
The Neon Judgement,
Magma,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Underground Resistance,
X-101,
Visage,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Red Krayola,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Severed Heads,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Cecil Taylor,
CMW,
Kayak,
The Sisters of Mercy,
James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions.
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.