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 Turkey and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 harpsichord 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 Duran Duran to the grime 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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quando Quango 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiohead record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fela Kuti,
Bill Wells,
Cecil Taylor,
Nico,
Flamin' Groovies,
Reagan Youth,
The Trojans,
Fear,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Spandau Ballet,
the Slits,
World's Most,
Lindisfarne,
Agent Orange,
New Age Steppers,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
D'Angelo,
Kerri Chandler,
Alison Limerick,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gang Green,
the Normal,
Pantaleimon,
Gastr Del Sol,
Curtis Mayfield,
Public Enemy,
kango's stein massive,
Alice Coltrane,
Rekid,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The New Christs,
John Coltrane,
John Cale,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Marine Girls,
Aural Exciters,
The Shadows of Knight,
Robert Görl,
Television Personalities,
Brass Construction,
Moebius,
Eric Dolphy,
Au Pairs,
The Grass Roots,
China Crisis,
Lucky Dragons,
Godley & Creme,
Howard Jones,
PIL,
Gang Gang Dance,
Tommy Roe,
The Dave Clark Five,
ABC,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Rites of Spring,
Marcia Griffiths,
Shoche,
the Human League,
JFA,
Stiv Bators,
Crime,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.