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 Saudi Arabia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Ash Ra Tempel to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell. All the underground hits.
All Patti Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Desert Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Excepter,
Kurtis Blow,
KRS-One,
Arthur Verocai,
Camberwell Now,
Simply Red,
Amon Düül II,
UT,
Al Stewart,
Massinfluence,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Fire Engines,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Birthday Party,
Tim Buckley,
Ossler,
Ponytail,
The Human League,
Peter & Gordon,
Desert Stars,
Fat Boys,
Matthew Halsall,
Marvin Gaye,
Stiv Bators,
Soulsonic Force,
Bush Tetras,
DJ Style,
Urselle,
the Normal,
Dorothy Ashby,
DNA,
Scion,
Robert Görl,
Outsiders,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sun City Girls,
Prince Buster,
Bill Near,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Livin' Joy,
Technova,
Funky Four + One,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Half Japanese,
The J.B.'s,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Shuggie Otis,
Jerry's Kids,
Jandek,
The Victims,
Colin Newman,
Sister Nancy,
Bang On A Can,
Harmonia,
Television,
Donny Hathaway,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Grandmaster Flash,
Susan Cadogan,
The Golliwogs,
Theoretical Girls,
Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats.
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.