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 Ivory Coast and from Winnipeg.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 mellotron 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 Rosa Yemen to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Lucky Dragons. All the underground hits.
All Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Order record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Clear Light,
The Stooges,
Curtis Mayfield,
Moss Icon,
Fear,
Kayak,
Cameo,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Dennis Brown,
the Sonics,
Blancmange,
ABC,
Harmonia,
The Monochrome Set,
the Germs,
The Neon Judgement,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Funkadelic,
The Doobie Brothers,
John Cale,
Man Eating Sloth,
Alton Ellis,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Drexciya,
Johnny Osbourne,
Oblivians,
The Sisters of Mercy,
H. Thieme,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Skatalites,
Faust,
Pulsallama,
Agitation Free,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Mummies,
Agent Orange,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Young Rascals,
Organ,
The New Christs,
Animal Collective,
Fela Kuti,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
June of 44,
The Saints,
Gregory Isaacs,
Country Teasers,
Graham Central Station,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ituana,
The Gap Band,
Sonny Sharrock,
This Heat,
Section 25,
The Moleskins,
Andrew Hill,
The Seeds,
Icehouse,
Groovy Waters,
Anthony Braxton,
Prince Buster,
Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe.
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.