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 Gambia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Lou Reed & John Cale 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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sisters of Mercy 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sam Rivers,
Althea and Donna,
The Slits,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Eden Ahbez,
Magma,
Sister Nancy,
D'Angelo,
Q and Not U,
Moss Icon,
T. Rex,
Lower 48,
Rapeman,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bobby Womack,
Delta 5,
Black Flag,
Cameo,
Joy Division,
Eddi Front,
Soul II Soul,
Groovy Waters,
Make Up,
The Monks,
Talk Talk,
Parry Music,
The Saints,
Black Bananas,
the Fania All-Stars,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
AZ,
Bronski Beat,
Blancmange,
Steve Hackett,
Marcia Griffiths,
Arcadia,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Accadde A,
Adolescents,
U.S. Maple,
Patti Smith,
The Moody Blues,
Easy Going,
Ossler,
Todd Rundgren,
Joyce Sims,
The Star Department,
Little Man,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Das Ding,
Con Funk Shun,
New York Dolls,
Delon & Dalcan,
Faraquet,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Smoke,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282.
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.