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 Azerbaijan and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 güiro 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 Echospace to the electroclash 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 Unwound. All the underground hits.
All Arthur Verocai tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blossom Toes 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator 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 J.B.'s,
Angry Samoans,
Aloha Tigers,
FM Einheit,
Arcadia,
Pere Ubu,
The Smiths,
Joey Negro,
The Monks,
Colin Newman,
Babytalk,
Black Sheep,
The Saints,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Mandrill,
New Order,
John Foxx,
Make Up,
Lou Reed,
Khruangbin,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Visage,
The Vogues,
This Heat,
Alton Ellis,
Laurel Aitken,
Unrelated Segments,
the Soft Cell,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Soul Sonic Force,
Smog,
The Trojans,
These Immortal Souls,
The Cowsills,
The Five Americans,
The Mojo Men,
Peter & Gordon,
Eric B and Rakim,
Grey Daturas,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Flesh Eaters,
Symarip,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Durutti Column,
Donald Byrd,
World's Most,
The Black Dice,
Ludus,
Graham Central Station,
Lalo Schifrin,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
cv313,
Moby Grape,
Blossom Toes,
Zapp,
Pulsallama,
Anakelly,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sun Ra,
The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers.
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.