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 Panama and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Flipper to the jazz 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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a UT record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Standells,
Camouflage,
The Remains,
Ohio Players,
The Offenders,
Banda Bassotti,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Amon Düül II,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
H. Thieme,
Dennis Brown,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Gap Band,
Essential Logic,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Radiohead,
China Crisis,
Robert Hood,
Minny Pops,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
John Cale,
the Bar-Kays,
Sound Behaviour,
Roy Ayers,
ABBA,
Quantec,
Wasted Youth,
Freddie Wadling,
Slave,
Vainqueur,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Camberwell Now,
Flash Fearless,
Dead Boys,
The Doors,
Marvin Gaye,
Faust,
Eve St. Jones,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bootsy Collins,
the Soft Cell,
Donny Hathaway,
Matthew Halsall,
Bill Wells,
Sonic Youth,
Lyres,
Hashim,
John Holt,
Marc Almond,
The Zeros,
Symarip,
The Modern Lovers,
Gang Starr,
X-101,
The Dave Clark Five,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Q65,
CMW,
Moby Grape,
Jacques Brel,
Skriet,
Country Teasers,
Grauzone,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps.
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.