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 Uzbekistan and from Delhi.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Johnny Osbourne to the punk 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 The Birthday Party. All the underground hits.
All Tommy Roe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ituana 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pylon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
Angry Samoans,
Quando Quango,
Loose Ends,
The Monochrome Set,
Scott Walker,
Television Personalities,
Lungfish,
Sixth Finger,
The Dirtbombs,
Goldenarms,
Underground Resistance,
Sugar Minott,
Adolescents,
Quadrant,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Happenings,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Joy Division,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Slits,
Warren Ellis,
MDC,
Schoolly D,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pere Ubu,
Eden Ahbez,
Altered Images,
Archie Shepp,
Flipper,
PIL,
the Bar-Kays,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Rekid,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Joey Negro,
Neil Young,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Talk Talk,
KRS-One,
The Smiths,
Amon Düül,
Todd Rundgren,
Moss Icon,
Franke,
Metal Thangz,
Laurel Aitken,
Dual Sessions,
Scratch Acid,
The Durutti Column,
cv313,
Banda Bassotti,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bobby Womack,
Shuggie Otis,
Siglo XX,
Terrestrial Tones,
Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl.
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.