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 Tanzania and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
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 Magma to the rock 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 Barclay James Harvest. All the underground hits.
All Danielle Patucci tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bob Dylan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Almond record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Man Eating Sloth,
Darondo,
One Last Wish,
Black Sheep,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Blossom Toes,
Guru Guru,
Neil Young,
Skriet,
Flash Fearless,
Connie Case,
Pagans,
Warsaw,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lalann,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
John Holt,
Janne Schatter,
The Associates,
Mandrill,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Tubeway Army,
MDC,
The Dead C,
Aswad,
The Moleskins,
Cameo,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ossler,
Goldenarms,
Zapp,
Khruangbin,
cv313,
FM Einheit,
Pharoah Sanders,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ludus,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Shuggie Otis,
Deadbeat,
Dawn Penn,
Donny Hathaway,
Cymande,
Cal Tjader,
Tim Buckley,
Loose Ends,
Man Parrish,
The Gap Band,
Terrestrial Tones,
KRS-One,
Radiohead,
Black Moon,
Joe Smooth,
Surgeon,
Boredoms,
Vladislav Delay,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.