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 Serbia and from Stockholm.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Stereo Dub to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ituana. All the underground hits.
All Gian Franco Pienzio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Be Bop Deluxe 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ituana,
Althea and Donna,
Pantytec,
Laurel Aitken,
Janne Schatter,
The Angels of Light,
Kerri Chandler,
Mark Hollis,
Infiniti,
Lucky Dragons,
LL Cool J,
Eurythmics,
Rapeman,
Danielle Patucci,
Aswad,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Blossom Toes,
Rod Modell,
Sun Ra,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Echospace,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Jeru the Damaja,
Lakeside,
the Slits,
John Foxx,
Metal Thangz,
Banda Bassotti,
E-Dancer,
Godley & Creme,
Wings,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Raincoats,
Pylon,
John Coltrane,
Nas,
Ohio Players,
Kerrie Biddell,
Magazine,
Magma,
Tubeway Army,
Kas Product,
Excepter,
Suburban Knight,
The Invisible,
U.S. Maple,
Depeche Mode,
Juan Atkins,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Mojo Men,
Howard Jones,
Lee Hazlewood,
Eli Mardock,
Shoche,
Can,
The Leaves,
The Stooges,
Don Cherry,
The Golliwogs,
Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound.
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.