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 Montenegro and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 marimba 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 Swans to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 John Foxx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eyeless In Gaza record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Hutcherson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Stooges,
the Sonics,
The Gap Band,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Velvet Underground,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Detroit Cobras,
Mary Jane Girls,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Barbara Tucker,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Fuzztones,
JFA,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Kerri Chandler,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Dead C,
Shoche,
Angry Samoans,
Pole,
Soul II Soul,
The Victims,
Laurel Aitken,
Bad Manners,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Organ,
David McCallum,
Morten Harket,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
the Bar-Kays,
Newcleus,
Michelle Simonal,
Groovy Waters,
Nils Olav,
Blake Baxter,
Arab on Radar,
Pulsallama,
Soft Machine,
Alphaville,
The Pop Group,
Terrestrial Tones,
Man Eating Sloth,
Jerry's Kids,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Skatalites,
Marshall Jefferson,
Grauzone,
Oneida,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Spoonie Gee,
Urselle,
Toni Rubio,
Prince Buster,
Kaleidoscope,
Second Layer,
The Barracudas,
10cc,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Slick Rick,
New York Dolls,
Fear,
Moebius,
Bill Wells,
Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones.
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.