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 Botswana and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Jakarta.
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 mellotron 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 Dennis Brown to the disco 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 The Red Krayola. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fad Gadget record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swell Maps,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Slackers,
cv313,
Silicon Teens,
Black Bananas,
Warren Ellis,
Rekid,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Barry Ungar,
Jimmy McGriff,
Howard Jones,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Gun Club,
The American Breed,
Marcia Griffiths,
Rites of Spring,
Roger Hodgson,
Josef K,
Stiv Bators,
The United States of America,
LL Cool J,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Young Marble Giants,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Radio Birdman,
Amon Düül,
Motorama,
Judy Mowatt,
Model 500,
The Martian,
Wings,
Yazoo,
Dual Sessions,
The Gap Band,
Alphaville,
Barbara Tucker,
Hardrive,
Magma,
Tomorrow,
Grandmaster Flash,
Man Parrish,
Index,
Nas,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Chris Corsano,
The Cosmic Jokers,
MC5,
Lee Hazlewood,
Suicide,
Pantaleimon,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ken Boothe,
Gang of Four,
Depeche Mode,
Sun Ra,
Gregory Isaacs,
Camberwell Now,
The Selecter,
Mr. Review,
Eric B and Rakim,
Icehouse,
Tres Demented,
Flash Fearless,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.