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 Guinea and from Manila.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 jazz 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 John Lydon. All the underground hits.
All Magazine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gun Club 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kings Of Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
This Heat,
Matthew Halsall,
Sight & Sound,
Fluxion,
Rotary Connection,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sixth Finger,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Offenders,
The Fire Engines,
Babytalk,
David Bowie,
Brick,
Public Enemy,
La Düsseldorf,
The Doobie Brothers,
Fear,
Ludus,
The Modern Lovers,
Harry Pussy,
The Shadows of Knight,
Eve St. Jones,
Nas,
Godley & Creme,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nik Kershaw,
Andrew Hill,
Supertramp,
Q65,
John Cale,
Kerrie Biddell,
Frankie Knuckles,
Marine Girls,
The American Breed,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Drive Like Jehu,
Letta Mbulu,
Bob Dylan,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pussy Galore,
Shoche,
Faust,
L. Decosne,
The Count Five,
Tom Boy,
Eric Dolphy,
Electric Prunes,
Model 500,
Bang On A Can,
U.S. Maple,
Half Japanese,
Tubeway Army,
Alton Ellis,
Joensuu 1685,
Erasure,
Little Man,
The Blackbyrds,
Dark Day,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Robert Görl,
The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans.
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.