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 Latvia and from Stockholm.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Bologna.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Procol Harum to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Brass Construction. All the underground hits.
All The Alarm Clocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shuggie Otis 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nik Kershaw,
Letta Mbulu,
The Grass Roots,
The Invisible,
Average White Band,
Sister Nancy,
Excepter,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Stockholm Monsters,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Minor Threat,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Andrew Hill,
Babytalk,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Qualms,
Rosa Yemen,
Michelle Simonal,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Cal Tjader,
Parry Music,
Outsiders,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Nils Olav,
Terry Callier,
The Victims,
Moebius,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Blues Magoos,
Oblivians,
John Holt,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Cluster,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
X-Ray Spex,
Stiv Bators,
New York Dolls,
Flipper,
The Angels of Light,
Moss Icon,
Niagra,
The Searchers,
Second Layer,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Blackbyrds,
Dorothy Ashby,
Donald Byrd,
Pierre Henry,
Warsaw,
Audionom,
The Stooges,
Zapp,
Barry Ungar,
the Slits,
Basic Channel,
the Human League,
Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell.
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.