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 Uganda and from Calgary.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the oboe 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 Peter & Gordon to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Clear Light. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantaleimon 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terrestrial Tones,
The Slackers,
Alton Ellis,
Magma,
The Modern Lovers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pole,
In Retrospect,
The Misunderstood,
The Wake,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Howard Jones,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Guru Guru,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Marc Almond,
8 Eyed Spy,
Boredoms,
Trumans Water,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
World's Most,
Sun Ra,
Harpers Bizarre,
Urselle,
Q and Not U,
Au Pairs,
Franke,
The Flesh Eaters,
Bill Near,
Crash Course in Science,
Agitation Free,
Kenny Larkin,
Funkadelic,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Happenings,
Mantronix,
Iggy Pop,
The Seeds,
Jawbox,
Isaac Hayes,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Roy Ayers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
John Foxx,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Gladiators,
Bang On A Can,
Josef K,
The Index,
Graham Central Station,
Blossom Toes,
Camberwell Now,
Cymande,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sound Behaviour,
Shuggie Otis,
The Move,
Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus.
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.