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 Kiribati and from Milan.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 David Bowie 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 Judy Mowatt to the crunk 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 Moody Blues. All the underground hits.
All Procol Harum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nik Kershaw record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Rekid,
Nik Kershaw,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Skriet,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Neil Young,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Donny Hathaway,
Bad Manners,
Pantytec,
Junior Murvin,
Connie Case,
Faraquet,
JFA,
The Monks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Jandek,
Rhythm & Sound,
Fugazi,
The Moleskins,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Vogues,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Gladiators,
Main Source,
Camouflage,
Amon Düül,
Cymande,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Offenders,
Heaven 17,
The Music Machine,
Delon & Dalcan,
Aswad,
The Gap Band,
John Foxx,
Stereo Dub,
Public Image Ltd.,
Joyce Sims,
Judy Mowatt,
Pulsallama,
Ultimate Spinach,
The United States of America,
Index,
The Associates,
Sonic Youth,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Crime,
The J.B.'s,
Gong,
Sight & Sound,
Arthur Verocai,
Moebius,
Idris Muhammad,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Oblivians,
Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near.
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.