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 Cuba and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Lou Reed 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 Fluxion to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All Mark Hollis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lindisfarne 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kaleidoscope,
Josef K,
The Victims,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Sonics,
The New Christs,
Henry Cow,
Unwound,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Trojans,
The Seeds,
E-Dancer,
The Music Machine,
48th St. Collective,
Eric B and Rakim,
Marcia Griffiths,
Malaria!,
Max Romeo,
Dennis Brown,
Tres Demented,
Jacob Miller,
Quadrant,
Eve St. Jones,
Von Mondo,
Funkadelic,
Metal Thangz,
Bobby Sherman,
Pet Shop Boys,
Youth Brigade,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Cecil Taylor,
The Move,
Warren Ellis,
Jeru the Damaja,
Deepchord,
Grauzone,
Scrapy,
Minor Threat,
The Toasters,
Fugazi,
Tom Boy,
The Saints,
Flash Fearless,
World's Most,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Con Funk Shun,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Freddie Wadling,
Scientists,
Porter Ricks,
Curtis Mayfield,
Cameo,
Johnny Osbourne,
Simply Red,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ultravox,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.