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 Ghana and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 guitar 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 Stockholm Monsters to the rap 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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All The Black Dice tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Buckinghams record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joy Division,
Marine Girls,
Hashim,
Henry Cow,
Erykah Badu,
Alison Limerick,
Stereo Dub,
Metal Thangz,
Average White Band,
The Divine Comedy,
The Gap Band,
Heaven 17,
Charles Mingus,
The Zeros,
Ice-T,
Arab on Radar,
The Young Rascals,
The Monochrome Set,
The Gories,
Popol Vuh,
Trumans Water,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bad Manners,
Masters at Work,
The Victims,
Talk Talk,
Lyres,
Duran Duran,
Junior Murvin,
The Index,
Freddie Wadling,
The Leaves,
Half Japanese,
Bang On A Can,
Aaron Thompson,
Lucky Dragons,
The Neon Judgement,
Fat Boys,
Ronnie Foster,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Joey Negro,
Sam Rivers,
Television Personalities,
Ronan,
Soulsonic Force,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pulsallama,
Lalo Schifrin,
Animal Collective,
The Offenders,
UT,
John Cale,
Bill Wells,
Archie Shepp,
Ultravox,
The Alarm Clocks,
Niagra,
8 Eyed Spy,
Alice Coltrane,
Interpol, Interpol, Interpol, Interpol.
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.