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 Mauritania and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 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 Average White Band to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family. All the underground hits.
All Angels of Light & Akron/Family tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Depeche Mode 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Detroit Cobras,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Babytalk,
Mantronix,
Make Up,
the Germs,
Vainqueur,
The Fortunes,
The Dead C,
Ultra Naté,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Television,
Jerry's Kids,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Donny Hathaway,
Soul II Soul,
Morten Harket,
Steve Hackett,
Derrick Morgan,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
John Lydon,
Erykah Badu,
The Victims,
Japan,
The Motions,
The Moody Blues,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Michelle Simonal,
Maurizio,
The New Christs,
Ohio Players,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Theoretical Girls,
The Saints,
Kool Moe Dee,
Average White Band,
Freddie Wadling,
Clear Light,
Fat Boys,
Malaria!,
Chrome,
Marc Almond,
Eurythmics,
The Litter,
The Golliwogs,
The Pretty Things,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Television Personalities,
New Age Steppers,
The Raincoats,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Outsiders,
Schoolly D,
JFA,
Unwound,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Index, The Index, The Index, The Index.
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.