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 Paraguay and from Bologna.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Yaz to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Anthony Braxton. All the underground hits.
All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brick 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cheater Slicks,
The Birthday Party,
Moebius,
Ornette Coleman,
Yusef Lateef,
Kevin Saunderson,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
MC5,
Althea and Donna,
Ken Boothe,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The New Christs,
Wally Richardson,
Man Parrish,
The Gories,
Gil Scott Heron,
Mary Jane Girls,
June of 44,
Don Cherry,
Warren Ellis,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Saccharine Trust,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Au Pairs,
Aswad,
Sonic Youth,
Hoover,
Magma,
Andrew Hill,
Bad Manners,
Flash Fearless,
Roxy Music,
Mandrill,
Massinfluence,
a-ha,
Lebanon Hanover,
Susan Cadogan,
Glenn Branca,
Ultimate Spinach,
Goldenarms,
Jacques Brel,
Youth Brigade,
The Velvet Underground,
Ituana,
Bobby Womack,
Circle Jerks,
Lucky Dragons,
Erasure,
The Sound,
Basic Channel,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lou Reed,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Dead C,
Unwound,
MDC,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lou Christie,
Black Sheep,
Colin Newman,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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.