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 Libya and from Lille.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Chris & Cosey to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 X-101. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ralphi Rosario record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ossler,
James White and The Blacks,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Don Cherry,
The Dave Clark Five,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
UT,
Jeff Lynne,
Deepchord,
The Neon Judgement,
Kas Product,
Yusef Lateef,
Flash Fearless,
La Düsseldorf,
The Monochrome Set,
Dawn Penn,
Deakin,
Jimmy McGriff,
Wally Richardson,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Trojans,
Pylon,
Ludus,
Black Bananas,
The Grass Roots,
Lalo Schifrin,
Byron Stingily,
Dorothy Ashby,
DNA,
Howard Jones,
Public Image Ltd.,
Janne Schatter,
Wire,
Mr. Review,
Shoche,
Porter Ricks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Unwound,
Soul Sonic Force,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Echospace,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Hashim,
Interpol,
Procol Harum,
Babytalk,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Suburban Knight,
Throbbing Gristle,
Rosa Yemen,
Bobby Sherman,
Pierre Henry,
The Blues Magoos,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Mad Mike,
X-Ray Spex,
Niagra,
Gong,
The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine.
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.