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 Micronesia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 Delhi and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Move,
Slave,
The Sound,
Fad Gadget,
Idris Muhammad,
Fluxion,
Echospace,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Marcia Griffiths,
Supertramp,
The Vogues,
Connie Case,
Au Pairs,
Aaron Thompson,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Interpol,
John Foxx,
The Gories,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Crooked Eye,
Warren Ellis,
Black Bananas,
The Toasters,
Soft Machine,
The Misunderstood,
Scratch Acid,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Average White Band,
The Birthday Party,
Scan 7,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Motorama,
Joy Division,
Television Personalities,
Con Funk Shun,
Man Parrish,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Johnny Clarke,
The Litter,
Gang Starr,
Easy Going,
Stiv Bators,
The Grass Roots,
James White and The Blacks,
Amon Düül II,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Beau Brummels,
Rites of Spring,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Dead C,
Quando Quango,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
David Bowie,
Sugar Minott,
Royal Trux,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Kaleidoscope,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sam Rivers,
Rufus Thomas,
X-102,
Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk.
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.