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 Philippines and from Madrid.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Dave Gahan to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All Dorothy Ashby tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Procol Harum,
Sonny Sharrock,
World's Most,
EPMD,
Scrapy,
Barbara Tucker,
Frankie Knuckles,
Graham Central Station,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Shadows of Knight,
MC5,
Harry Pussy,
The Motions,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Monolake,
OOIOO,
Kaleidoscope,
Thee Headcoats,
Joey Negro,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Cheater Slicks,
Patti Smith,
Ken Boothe,
Adolescents,
Rufus Thomas,
Sonic Youth,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Franke,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Iggy Pop,
The Gap Band,
The Neon Judgement,
Fatback Band,
Suburban Knight,
Stiv Bators,
The Durutti Column,
The Blackbyrds,
Brick,
Symarip,
Aaron Thompson,
Harmonia,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Quando Quango,
Sex Pistols,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Slits,
In Retrospect,
Grauzone,
Prince Buster,
The Cowsills,
Los Fastidios,
David Axelrod,
The Grass Roots,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Gories,
Neu!,
Slave,
Bob Dylan,
Con Funk Shun,
Blancmange,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.