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 France and from Columbus.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Sugar Minott to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All Nik Kershaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
Outsiders,
Beasts of Bourbon,
KRS-One,
Harpers Bizarre,
L. Decosne,
Susan Cadogan,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Don Cherry,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bootsy Collins,
Neil Young,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
DNA,
Robert Wyatt,
Sixth Finger,
Circle Jerks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Cluster,
Magazine,
Michelle Simonal,
Absolute Body Control,
The Trojans,
the Slits,
Hot Snakes,
Joe Finger,
The Evens,
The Star Department,
Blancmange,
Second Layer,
Swell Maps,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Black Sheep,
Cabaret Voltaire,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Infiniti,
Blossom Toes,
Sarah Menescal,
These Immortal Souls,
New Order,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Wake,
The Martian,
The Slits,
Patti Smith,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Durutti Column,
New York Dolls,
Nation of Ulysses,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Godley & Creme,
Excepter,
Loose Ends,
Eric Dolphy,
Radiohead,
10cc,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Soft Machine,
The Beau Brummels,
Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk.
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.