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 Greece and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 spring reverb 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 Crooked Eye to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vaughan Mason & Crew 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
The Music Machine,
Sonny Sharrock,
Morten Harket,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Durutti Column,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
PIL,
Jacob Miller,
The Offenders,
Section 25,
Aaron Thompson,
Subhumans,
Max Romeo,
Warren Ellis,
The American Breed,
Crooked Eye,
Todd Terry,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Andrew Hill,
The Pretty Things,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Real Kids,
Sun Ra,
Grauzone,
Sparks,
8 Eyed Spy,
David Bowie,
R.M.O.,
Camouflage,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Eric Dolphy,
Mary Jane Girls,
Curtis Mayfield,
Marshall Jefferson,
Faraquet,
Gerry Rafferty,
Absolute Body Control,
Buzzcocks,
Little Man,
Vladislav Delay,
LL Cool J,
Rod Modell,
the Sonics,
Hasil Adkins,
Traffic Nightmare,
Spandau Ballet,
Ice-T,
Altered Images,
Kas Product,
Barry Ungar,
Matthew Halsall,
a-ha,
Rhythm & Sound,
Man Eating Sloth,
FM Einheit,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.