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 Sri Lanka and from New York.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and New York.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Qualms to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse. All the underground hits.
All Drexciya tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sandy B 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brand Nubian,
X-101,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Pole,
China Crisis,
Average White Band,
Wally Richardson,
Joe Smooth,
Zapp,
Infiniti,
Camouflage,
Slick Rick,
Frankie Knuckles,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lou Reed,
Marvin Gaye,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jacques Brel,
Severed Heads,
Wire,
Joensuu 1685,
Sexual Harrassment,
Andrew Hill,
Supertramp,
Faraquet,
E-Dancer,
Whodini,
Neil Young,
Vladislav Delay,
The Fall,
La Düsseldorf,
New Order,
Basic Channel,
The Vogues,
Eric Dolphy,
The Martian,
Television,
Harpers Bizarre,
Panda Bear,
the Slits,
X-102,
The Dead C,
Slave,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ohio Players,
Tomorrow,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Zeros,
Blossom Toes,
The Count Five,
Leonard Cohen,
New York Dolls,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Detroit Cobras,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Parry Music,
Don Cherry,
The Stooges,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Hasil Adkins,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan.
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.