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 Ireland and from Hong Kong.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Archie Shepp to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dorothy Ashby record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jimmy McGriff,
The Mojo Men,
Trumans Water,
Todd Rundgren,
Rufus Thomas,
X-102,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Goldenarms,
Ken Boothe,
The Buckinghams,
Bobby Womack,
Cluster,
Bootsy Collins,
Gichy Dan,
The Associates,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Joensuu 1685,
Gang of Four,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Surgeon,
DNA,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Moody Blues,
Thee Headcoats,
Yellowson,
Marine Girls,
Agent Orange,
Robert Wyatt,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Slits,
Derrick Morgan,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Half Japanese,
The Sound,
Joyce Sims,
Connie Case,
Cameo,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Von Mondo,
June Days,
Stereo Dub,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Franke,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Morten Harket,
Vainqueur,
The Detroit Cobras,
Eric Dolphy,
Urselle,
Cecil Taylor,
Desert Stars,
Ash Ra Tempel,
New Order,
The Golliwogs,
The Dirtbombs,
Amon Düül II,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Funky Four + One,
kango's stein massive,
Wings, Wings, Wings, Wings.
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.