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 Uruguay and from Delhi.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Donald Fagen 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 Patti Smith to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Misunderstood. All the underground hits.
All David Bowie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Althea and Donna record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-Ray Spex record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Loose Ends,
Depeche Mode,
Andrew Hill,
Symarip,
ABC,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sexual Harrassment,
Arthur Verocai,
Mandrill,
Henry Cow,
Grauzone,
Kevin Saunderson,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Clear Light,
The Black Dice,
Freddie Wadling,
Amazonics,
Man Eating Sloth,
David McCallum,
D'Angelo,
Ultra Naté,
The Litter,
John Coltrane,
Tomorrow,
One Last Wish,
Spandau Ballet,
Swans,
Max Romeo,
Mo-Dettes,
Bob Dylan,
The Invisible,
Yazoo,
Royal Trux,
Thee Headcoats,
Second Layer,
The Neon Judgement,
Visage,
Marc Almond,
Boz Scaggs,
Soul Sonic Force,
World's Most,
Duran Duran,
Byron Stingily,
Bush Tetras,
The Count Five,
Lou Christie,
Saccharine Trust,
kango's stein massive,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
DJ Sneak,
James White and The Blacks,
Lucky Dragons,
Arcadia,
The Mojo Men,
Zero Boys,
Delta 5,
Gerry Rafferty,
Make Up,
Schoolly D,
Marvin Gaye,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jeru the Damaja,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.