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 Poland and from Milan.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Ludus to the rock 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five. All the underground hits.
All The Jesus and Mary Chain tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flamin' Groovies,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ultra Naté,
Davy DMX,
Inner City,
Country Teasers,
Gang Green,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Dave Clark Five,
Dave Gahan,
The Fall,
John Coltrane,
Dual Sessions,
Johnny Clarke,
Hasil Adkins,
Gang of Four,
Soulsonic Force,
Siglo XX,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Deadbeat,
Marvin Gaye,
Maleditus Sound,
Bootsy Collins,
The Happenings,
Mars,
the Fania All-Stars,
Agitation Free,
The Fugs,
Bronski Beat,
K-Klass,
Throbbing Gristle,
Quando Quango,
Flash Fearless,
The Mummies,
Buzzcocks,
Josef K,
Matthew Bourne,
Organ,
The Residents,
The Slackers,
Barbara Tucker,
The Raincoats,
Lightning Bolt,
Eurythmics,
Khruangbin,
Eddi Front,
The Alarm Clocks,
Skarface,
Dark Day,
Section 25,
Soul II Soul,
Barrington Levy,
Jacob Miller,
Gong,
Flipper,
New York Dolls,
Ornette Coleman,
Jacques Brel,
Grauzone,
In Retrospect,
John Holt,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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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.