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 Bahrain and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 rhodes 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 Soulsonic Force to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Dawn Penn. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Curtis Mayfield record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wasted Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharoah Sanders,
Max Romeo,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Massinfluence,
Los Fastidios,
Gang Starr,
The Offenders,
Oblivians,
Chris & Cosey,
Little Man,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Fugazi,
X-102,
Blancmange,
Bill Wells,
The Remains,
Japan,
Nik Kershaw,
PIL,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Barracudas,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Second Layer,
Guru Guru,
Eden Ahbez,
Bad Manners,
The Modern Lovers,
The Raincoats,
AZ,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Gap Band,
Brothers Johnson,
Robert Wyatt,
Popol Vuh,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Brick,
The Electric Prunes,
Alice Coltrane,
Sound Behaviour,
The Human League,
Joe Smooth,
Roxette,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Nils Olav,
Royal Trux,
Ice-T,
Parry Music,
Eric Dolphy,
DJ Sneak,
Skarface,
John Coltrane,
The Beau Brummels,
Zero Boys,
The Dead C,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Shuggie Otis,
Thompson Twins,
Unwound,
The Fortunes,
Harpers Bizarre,
Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond.
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.