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 Bulgaria and from Accra.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Happenings to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe 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 chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kaleidoscope,
Cal Tjader,
Hardrive,
The Pretty Things,
Liliput,
JFA,
Todd Rundgren,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
the Slits,
Derrick Morgan,
The Evens,
Soft Cell,
Colin Newman,
X-Ray Spex,
Livin' Joy,
Byron Stingily,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Girls At Our Best!,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
James White and The Blacks,
Theoretical Girls,
Whodini,
Blossom Toes,
Arcadia,
E-Dancer,
Roxette,
Ultravox,
Eric Copeland,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jandek,
Derrick May,
Sixth Finger,
Connie Case,
The Techniques,
Cymande,
Eddi Front,
Nico,
Nirvana,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
One Last Wish,
Lou Christie,
Sonny Sharrock,
Hasil Adkins,
Mars,
Radio Birdman,
Soft Machine,
Brass Construction,
Severed Heads,
Suicide,
Second Layer,
The Skatalites,
Barry Ungar,
The Music Machine,
Agitation Free,
OOIOO,
Lower 48,
The Gladiators,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Last Poets,
Alton Ellis,
Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus.
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.