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 Turkey and from Mexico City.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Warren Ellis to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Larry & the Blue Notes. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-101 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jawbox,
Soul II Soul,
Public Image Ltd.,
Don Cherry,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Saccharine Trust,
MC5,
The Cramps,
Colin Newman,
Toni Rubio,
The Real Kids,
Quando Quango,
The Names,
The Velvet Underground,
Rekid,
Sam Rivers,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Can,
Circle Jerks,
Buzzcocks,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Dead C,
the Human League,
The Slits,
Angry Samoans,
F. McDonald,
Gang Starr,
Flash Fearless,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Marshall Jefferson,
Radiohead,
The Vogues,
The Doors,
The Fire Engines,
The Electric Prunes,
Accadde A,
Q and Not U,
Aloha Tigers,
Whodini,
The Raincoats,
Hot Snakes,
The Beau Brummels,
Schoolly D,
Yaz,
Sixth Finger,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
David Axelrod,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Stooges,
Isaac Hayes,
DJ Style,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Eli Mardock,
Black Pus,
The Zeros,
Blake Baxter,
Wire,
Desert Stars,
Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.
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.