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 Czech Republic and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 Hong Kong and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Skarface to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sly & The Family Stone. All the underground hits.
All The Neon Judgement tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Clear Light record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agent Orange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
the Association,
Matthew Bourne,
Roxette,
Cluster,
John Coltrane,
The American Breed,
Gichy Dan,
Amon Düül,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Monks,
The Kinks,
David Bowie,
Amazonics,
Funkadelic,
Groovy Waters,
Aswad,
Circle Jerks,
James Chance & The Contortions,
10cc,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Golliwogs,
The Victims,
Little Man,
Marine Girls,
Prince Buster,
The Real Kids,
Yusef Lateef,
Crispy Ambulance,
8 Eyed Spy,
Jeff Mills,
Nas,
Blossom Toes,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bang On A Can,
Eli Mardock,
The Sisters of Mercy,
EPMD,
The Cure,
Ronnie Foster,
Moss Icon,
Minny Pops,
Bobby Womack,
Underground Resistance,
Oneida,
Heaven 17,
kango's stein massive,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Count Five,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Joensuu 1685,
The Zeros,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Massinfluence,
DNA,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Graham Central Station,
Flipper,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.