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 Brunei and from Portland.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Hong Kong.
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 chamberlin 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 Arab on Radar to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Doors. All the underground hits.
All Justin Hinds & The Dominoes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echo & the Bunnymen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bronski Beat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barry Ungar,
Todd Rundgren,
Mad Mike,
Rakim,
The Velvet Underground,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Mojo Men,
Y Pants,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Mummies,
Rekid,
Quantec,
Radiopuhelimet,
Chris & Cosey,
Shoche,
Urselle,
Sound Behaviour,
Sarah Menescal,
UT,
Skriet,
Alton Ellis,
Marine Girls,
Oneida,
Glambeats Corp.,
Avey Tare,
Smog,
Vladislav Delay,
Magazine,
The Five Americans,
Roxette,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Offenders,
Cymande,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Neu!,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marmalade,
a-ha,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Kinks,
The Fire Engines,
Hardrive,
The Dead C,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sun Ra,
Harpers Bizarre,
June Days,
Sex Pistols,
the Soft Cell,
The Fall,
kango's stein massive,
Ronnie Foster,
Surgeon,
Aural Exciters,
The Doobie Brothers,
Eurythmics,
John Coltrane,
Soul Sonic Force,
Outsiders,
The Martian,
Davy DMX,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.