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 France and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Visage to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All Hoover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bush Tetras record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Television,
Desert Stars,
Section 25,
JFA,
Delta 5,
Yusef Lateef,
Shoche,
Unrelated Segments,
Warren Ellis,
Mo-Dettes,
Ronnie Foster,
X-102,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Dead Boys,
Motorama,
Jeff Mills,
Pagans,
Circle Jerks,
Zapp,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
John Cale,
Oneida,
Bauhaus,
Blake Baxter,
Sam Rivers,
The Cramps,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Walker Brothers,
Smog,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
OOIOO,
The Music Machine,
Silicon Teens,
Bobby Womack,
Sugar Minott,
Hashim,
Glambeats Corp.,
Pantytec,
Lucky Dragons,
Make Up,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Marvin Gaye,
The Pretty Things,
Mark Hollis,
Wire,
Altered Images,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Litter,
The Raincoats,
The Velvet Underground,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Dave Gahan,
Glenn Branca,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Joe Smooth,
Jawbox,
The Invisible,
Yazoo,
Organ,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.