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 Nepal and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Oblivians. All the underground hits.
All Hasil Adkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Half Japanese record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
ABBA,
Blossom Toes,
The Mojo Men,
The Moody Blues,
Sixth Finger,
The Human League,
Joe Finger,
10cc,
Eric Dolphy,
John Cale,
Alphaville,
The Walker Brothers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Nils Olav,
JFA,
Tears for Fears,
Negative Approach,
Soul Sonic Force,
Masters at Work,
Minutemen,
The Techniques,
Ten City,
Flash Fearless,
Marshall Jefferson,
Deadbeat,
Mark Hollis,
John Coltrane,
Underground Resistance,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Deepchord,
Tim Buckley,
Thee Headcoats,
Delta 5,
Con Funk Shun,
Eddi Front,
T. Rex,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Pulsallama,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sound Behaviour,
Camberwell Now,
Public Image Ltd.,
Echospace,
Siglo XX,
UT,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Scan 7,
The Dave Clark Five,
Neil Young,
Pharoah Sanders,
Terrestrial Tones,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Easy Going,
Livin' Joy,
Quantec,
The Dead C,
The Stooges,
Cybotron,
Swans,
Avey Tare,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith.
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.