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 Netherlands and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 Columbus and Halifax.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Piero Umiliani to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Thee Headcoats. All the underground hits.
All Gregory Isaacs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siouxsie and the Banshees record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare 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 synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
La Düsseldorf,
Janne Schatter,
Ossler,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Chrome,
Man Parrish,
Scan 7,
X-101,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Rod Modell,
CMW,
The Remains,
In Retrospect,
Shuggie Otis,
Black Pus,
The J.B.'s,
Albert Ayler,
Pet Shop Boys,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lungfish,
Kerrie Biddell,
Joey Negro,
Colin Newman,
kango's stein massive,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Red Krayola,
Sex Pistols,
Piero Umiliani,
Malaria!,
Crooked Eye,
Eric Copeland,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Dead C,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
MC5,
Robert Görl,
Tom Boy,
Tommy Roe,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Juan Atkins,
Sun Ra,
Index,
Flash Fearless,
Hasil Adkins,
The Fortunes,
The Wake,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Liliput,
Suburban Knight,
Scion,
Gang Starr,
Blake Baxter,
The Divine Comedy,
Lou Reed,
Pagans,
Joy Division,
Marmalade,
Negative Approach,
Depeche Mode,
John Lydon,
the Association,
Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman.
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.