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 Macedonia and from Beijing.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Mark Hollis to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Leaves 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Image Ltd. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Connie Case,
PIL,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Slackers,
Toni Rubio,
The Beau Brummels,
Brothers Johnson,
Johnny Osbourne,
Colin Newman,
Pet Shop Boys,
Siglo XX,
The Wake,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Cybotron,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ken Boothe,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Sound,
Gang Starr,
T.S.O.L.,
The Doobie Brothers,
Suburban Knight,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Laurel Aitken,
Grauzone,
Drexciya,
World's Most,
Trumans Water,
Susan Cadogan,
Moebius,
Eurythmics,
June of 44,
Lyres,
The Barracudas,
10cc,
The Black Dice,
Matthew Bourne,
Tim Buckley,
Infiniti,
Jesper Dahlback,
Soft Machine,
The Invisible,
Matthew Halsall,
Drive Like Jehu,
Alice Coltrane,
Neil Young,
Max Romeo,
Banda Bassotti,
Television Personalities,
Quando Quango,
Motorama,
Gabor Szabo,
The J.B.'s,
Rakim,
Kerri Chandler,
Jacques Brel,
Maurizio,
Black Pus,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Country Teasers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department.
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.