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 Barbados and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 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 Clear Light 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 Gil Scott Heron. All the underground hits.
All The Human League 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 disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Steve Hackett record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sight & Sound,
Chris & Cosey,
Faust,
Drive Like Jehu,
Shoche,
Jeff Lynne,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Moleskins,
The Vogues,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Fall,
The Smiths,
Organ,
Gang Gang Dance,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
New Age Steppers,
Ralphi Rosario,
Negative Approach,
Derrick Morgan,
Monks,
Crime,
This Heat,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Busters,
Alison Limerick,
The Black Dice,
Schoolly D,
Junior Murvin,
Darondo,
Shuggie Otis,
The Misunderstood,
Scan 7,
The Slackers,
China Crisis,
The Invisible,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Zapp,
Mad Mike,
Michelle Simonal,
Electric Prunes,
Masters at Work,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Maleditus Sound,
Buzzcocks,
Eddi Front,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Golliwogs,
Absolute Body Control,
Jandek,
Nico,
Sex Pistols,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Nils Olav,
The Monks,
LL Cool J,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Clear Light,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.