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 Norway and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Donald Fagen 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 Delon & Dalcan to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Sound Behaviour. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Barracudas 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Beasts of Bourbon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Saccharine Trust,
June of 44,
Oblivians,
Bill Near,
The Young Rascals,
The Count Five,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sällskapet,
Joensuu 1685,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Soft Machine,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Das Ding,
Morten Harket,
Leonard Cohen,
Bobbi Humphrey,
kango's stein massive,
Pulsallama,
Aaron Thompson,
John Lydon,
Glambeats Corp.,
New York Dolls,
Nik Kershaw,
The Dave Clark Five,
Laurel Aitken,
Stetsasonic,
Piero Umiliani,
Camberwell Now,
Absolute Body Control,
K-Klass,
Q and Not U,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
David Bowie,
Archie Shepp,
Swans,
Basic Channel,
Josef K,
Goldenarms,
Jeff Lynne,
Shuggie Otis,
Qualms,
Minor Threat,
Graham Central Station,
Chris & Cosey,
John Holt,
R.M.O.,
The Smiths,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Pretty Things,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Neu!,
Black Moon,
The Slits,
Kurtis Blow,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ossler,
a-ha,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Blackbyrds,
Mad Mike,
Wire,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.