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 Indonesia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Mars to the jazz 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 Das Ding. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Lynne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eurythmics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bronski Beat,
Negative Approach,
Country Teasers,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Mars,
Aloha Tigers,
John Cale,
The Seeds,
Angry Samoans,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Motions,
Little Man,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
DJ Sneak,
A Certain Ratio,
cv313,
Aaron Thompson,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lindisfarne,
The Sound,
Leonard Cohen,
the Slits,
Joe Finger,
The Skatalites,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sandy B,
Organ,
Letta Mbulu,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Move,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fela Kuti,
Brothers Johnson,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
New Age Steppers,
Derrick May,
Terrestrial Tones,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Throbbing Gristle,
Visage,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Tres Demented,
The American Breed,
John Lydon,
Procol Harum,
Patti Smith,
The Standells,
Fad Gadget,
Avey Tare,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ken Boothe,
Khruangbin,
Neu!,
The Modern Lovers,
Barrington Levy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.