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 Comoros and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 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 Pole to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Skaos. All the underground hits.
All Moby Grape tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Misunderstood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Foxx record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
The Associates,
Bronski Beat,
Roger Hodgson,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Raincoats,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Vogues,
Fat Boys,
Inner City,
PIL,
Blossom Toes,
the Soft Cell,
Interpol,
Davy DMX,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gang Starr,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Dual Sessions,
John Holt,
MDC,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Trumans Water,
John Coltrane,
Prince Buster,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
OOIOO,
Bootsy Collins,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Warsaw,
Rakim,
B.T. Express,
Deepchord,
Duran Duran,
Tears for Fears,
Thompson Twins,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ken Boothe,
Minny Pops,
Visage,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sister Nancy,
Tommy Roe,
Ultra Naté,
FM Einheit,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Soft Machine,
The Gladiators,
Monolake,
The Searchers,
Soul II Soul,
Shoche,
Grandmaster Flash,
Idris Muhammad,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Angels of Light,
Anakelly,
Rod Modell,
Brass Construction,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.