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 Thailand and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 guitar 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 Chris & Cosey to the disco 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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Isaac Hayes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shuggie Otis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cluster,
Ralphi Rosario,
Niagra,
The Barracudas,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Brand Nubian,
Rotary Connection,
Dawn Penn,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sound Behaviour,
The Invisible,
Magazine,
Livin' Joy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Black Bananas,
Oblivians,
Kurtis Blow,
The Tremeloes,
The Electric Prunes,
Suicide,
Youth Brigade,
John Foxx,
X-Ray Spex,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Franke,
Bush Tetras,
The United States of America,
Sällskapet,
Kas Product,
Kayak,
Hoover,
Iggy Pop,
Michelle Simonal,
Kaleidoscope,
Visage,
Pulsallama,
Connie Case,
Yazoo,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Albert Ayler,
Tropical Tobacco,
Agitation Free,
Television Personalities,
Bob Dylan,
Adolescents,
Ronan,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ronnie Foster,
Althea and Donna,
The Fugs,
The Detroit Cobras,
Rapeman,
Yusef Lateef,
The Victims,
Patti Smith,
Boredoms,
EPMD,
JFA,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
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.