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 Belize and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Whodini to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ralphi Rosario. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every One Last Wish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Lydon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
L. Decosne,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Blossom Toes,
The Kinks,
Althea and Donna,
Mark Hollis,
Robert Wyatt,
Liliput,
Crooked Eye,
Peter and Kerry,
Half Japanese,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Davy DMX,
Minnie Riperton,
Skarface,
UT,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Yaz,
Pole,
Radiohead,
The Birthday Party,
Fela Kuti,
Shuggie Otis,
Joe Finger,
Parry Music,
The Beau Brummels,
MDC,
The Seeds,
Arcadia,
the Soft Cell,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Outsiders,
This Heat,
The Buckinghams,
The Remains,
Model 500,
The Monochrome Set,
The Neon Judgement,
kango's stein massive,
Letta Mbulu,
The Golliwogs,
The Walker Brothers,
Bootsy Collins,
Stiv Bators,
OOIOO,
Archie Shepp,
Barrington Levy,
Gregory Isaacs,
The New Christs,
Radiopuhelimet,
Henry Cow,
Jawbox,
The Human League,
The Standells,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Patti Smith,
Tropical Tobacco,
Dave Gahan,
Steve Hackett,
JFA,
Fat Boys,
Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid.
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.