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 Gambia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Roger Hodgson to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All The Flesh Eaters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Moon,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Whodini,
Cybotron,
Talk Talk,
Dawn Penn,
Marc Almond,
Gastr Del Sol,
Glambeats Corp.,
E-Dancer,
Hasil Adkins,
X-102,
The Dave Clark Five,
Arthur Verocai,
Avey Tare,
Ossler,
Juan Atkins,
Roxette,
Bluetip,
Laurel Aitken,
Royal Trux,
Spandau Ballet,
Adolescents,
Subhumans,
The Gun Club,
John Lydon,
Soft Machine,
Henry Cow,
The Divine Comedy,
The Buckinghams,
Duran Duran,
Stetsasonic,
Maurizio,
Lalann,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Essential Logic,
The Barracudas,
Flash Fearless,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gabor Szabo,
Surgeon,
Maleditus Sound,
Jandek,
Motorama,
Symarip,
Robert Hood,
Saccharine Trust,
Ponytail,
Sister Nancy,
Wolf Eyes,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Marshall Jefferson,
Scientists,
Minor Threat,
Junior Murvin,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Angels of Light,
Wings,
Alton Ellis,
Scratch Acid,
T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L..
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.