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 Madagascar and from New York.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Eyeless In Gaza to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rekid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ 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?
Maurizio,
The Fugs,
Television,
Harry Pussy,
Gabor Szabo,
Sarah Menescal,
Rotary Connection,
Sun Ra,
Basic Channel,
Roy Ayers,
Soul II Soul,
Amazonics,
Johnny Osbourne,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Offenders,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Stereo Dub,
Outsiders,
The Cure,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Grandmaster Flash,
Porter Ricks,
Bobby Byrd,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Fear,
Mandrill,
Hasil Adkins,
Traffic Nightmare,
Section 25,
Lee Hazlewood,
Iggy Pop,
Neil Young,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Leonard Cohen,
John Cale,
U.S. Maple,
Scan 7,
Scion,
Rekid,
Electric Prunes,
Average White Band,
Frankie Knuckles,
Skarface,
Bang On A Can,
Jandek,
Absolute Body Control,
Ponytail,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Alarm Clocks,
Delon & Dalcan,
Derrick Morgan,
Black Moon,
Pulsallama,
Aswad,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ronan,
Letta Mbulu,
Minutemen,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Mojo Men,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.