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 Bolivia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 kango's stein massive to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Wire. All the underground hits.
All A Certain Ratio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lee Hazlewood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
Jacob Miller,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Flamin' Groovies,
Scan 7,
Ultravox,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
ABBA,
Laurel Aitken,
Pole,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Fortunes,
Derrick Morgan,
Gastr Del Sol,
FM Einheit,
Donny Hathaway,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Nico,
Fatback Band,
Bill Wells,
Stiv Bators,
Toni Rubio,
MC5,
Public Enemy,
Nils Olav,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Skatalites,
Barbara Tucker,
Interpol,
Jimmy McGriff,
Boredoms,
Scrapy,
Pylon,
Sex Pistols,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Fall,
Tim Buckley,
48th St. Collective,
The Last Poets,
Ludus,
Black Sheep,
Bizarre Inc.,
Outsiders,
Roger Hodgson,
Iggy Pop,
Second Layer,
The Mummies,
Derrick May,
Livin' Joy,
Bush Tetras,
KRS-One,
Blake Baxter,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Tubeway Army,
cv313,
Scion,
Swell Maps,
The Kinks,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet.
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.