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 Thailand and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 clarinet 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 The Sonics to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Cluster. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultra Naté 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camberwell Now,
Leonard Cohen,
The Pop Group,
Fela Kuti,
Donny Hathaway,
The Dirtbombs,
Negative Approach,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Electric Prunes,
KRS-One,
Roxy Music,
The Doors,
Altered Images,
Suicide,
Eurythmics,
The Sonics,
Connie Case,
Mark Hollis,
Buzzcocks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Grauzone,
Japan,
Average White Band,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Mighty Diamonds,
DJ Style,
Ponytail,
Big Daddy Kane,
Magazine,
Bootsy Collins,
Fugazi,
Franke,
Jeff Lynne,
Massinfluence,
Harpers Bizarre,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Desert Stars,
The Red Krayola,
Hardrive,
Fad Gadget,
Lightning Bolt,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Maurizio,
The Golliwogs,
Sex Pistols,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Fatback Band,
Technova,
Young Marble Giants,
Marvin Gaye,
Ituana,
Rites of Spring,
Saccharine Trust,
Soul Sonic Force,
Motorama,
Lou Reed,
Wally Richardson,
the Association,
The Index,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.