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 Iceland and from Philadelphia.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Scion to the crunk 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All The Remains tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rosa Yemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sisters of Mercy,
Hashim,
Mission of Burma,
Soft Machine,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Swans,
Flipper,
Donny Hathaway,
The Slits,
Cecil Taylor,
The Cowsills,
These Immortal Souls,
The Red Krayola,
David Axelrod,
Young Marble Giants,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Young Rascals,
Nation of Ulysses,
Tomorrow,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Toni Rubio,
Thompson Twins,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Raincoats,
A Certain Ratio,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Magma,
Nick Fraelich,
Procol Harum,
L. Decosne,
Con Funk Shun,
Thee Headcoats,
Pierre Henry,
Eric Copeland,
Shuggie Otis,
Johnny Osbourne,
Jesper Dahlback,
Public Image Ltd.,
Youth Brigade,
Glambeats Corp.,
Whodini,
Pussy Galore,
Dave Gahan,
Aural Exciters,
Robert Görl,
Interpol,
Moebius,
Arthur Verocai,
Dorothy Ashby,
Derrick May,
Lou Reed,
Dead Boys,
The Human League,
Soul II Soul,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Model 500,
Skaos,
Gang of Four,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Deepchord,
Ultravox,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.