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 Panama and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Jerry Gold Smith to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All Godley & Creme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liaisons Dangereuses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a OOIOO record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gories,
Public Enemy,
Soul II Soul,
Deepchord,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
MDC,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
La Düsseldorf,
Lakeside,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Seeds,
Robert Görl,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eli Mardock,
Gong,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Fire Engines,
Funkadelic,
Fat Boys,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Man Eating Sloth,
Barry Ungar,
Newcleus,
Blancmange,
Oblivians,
Bobby Byrd,
Ohio Players,
The Fall,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Altered Images,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lungfish,
The Smoke,
Skaos,
Anthony Braxton,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
K-Klass,
Radio Birdman,
Boredoms,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Pop Group,
Skarface,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Rakim,
a-ha,
Derrick May,
T. Rex,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Golliwogs,
Young Marble Giants,
Toni Rubio,
The Gladiators,
Gang Green,
Soul Sonic Force,
Rotary Connection,
Faraquet,
Anakelly,
Ultra Naté,
the Slits,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.