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 Oman and from Milan.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Bob Dylan to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Throbbing Gristle. All the underground hits.
All Kerri Chandler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Theoretical Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Colin Newman,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Barclay James Harvest,
Mantronix,
Minny Pops,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sister Nancy,
Royal Trux,
L. Decosne,
The Fortunes,
the Swans,
Ituana,
Fad Gadget,
Henry Cow,
Laurel Aitken,
Erasure,
The Blackbyrds,
The Monochrome Set,
MDC,
Danielle Patucci,
Barbara Tucker,
Johnny Osbourne,
June of 44,
Brothers Johnson,
Dead Boys,
Desert Stars,
Fela Kuti,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bobbi Humphrey,
One Last Wish,
Reagan Youth,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rotary Connection,
a-ha,
The Offenders,
The Mojo Men,
Average White Band,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Talk Talk,
Deadbeat,
The Zeros,
Bauhaus,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Symarip,
Roger Hodgson,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Franke,
Agent Orange,
John Lydon,
The Fall,
Das Ding,
Robert Görl,
Thee Headcoats,
Banda Bassotti,
Eve St. Jones,
Gabor Szabo,
Scan 7,
The Pretty Things,
Man Parrish,
Robert Wyatt,
Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson.
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.