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 Romania and from London.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Sarah Menescal to the dance 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 Harmonia. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every This Heat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Misunderstood,
Soul II Soul,
The Leaves,
Grauzone,
Gang Gang Dance,
Soulsonic Force,
Pere Ubu,
Joey Negro,
Saccharine Trust,
Groovy Waters,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lindisfarne,
Max Romeo,
The Slackers,
Khruangbin,
Carl Craig,
Ronan,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Pretty Things,
Junior Murvin,
Dave Gahan,
Iggy Pop,
Mark Hollis,
Roger Hodgson,
World's Most,
Minnie Riperton,
Curtis Mayfield,
Mission of Burma,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kaleidoscope,
Yazoo,
Maurizio,
Swans,
Inner City,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Piero Umiliani,
The Kinks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Black Dice,
Scratch Acid,
Youth Brigade,
The Happenings,
Sun City Girls,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Hardrive,
Gerry Rafferty,
Hasil Adkins,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Main Source,
Sunsets and Hearts,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Gichy Dan,
Sparks,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Archie Shepp,
The Count Five,
MDC,
Model 500,
Drive Like Jehu,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Morten Harket,
The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs.
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.