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 Syria and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 clarinet 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 L. Decosne to the techno 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Music Machine 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 snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Fugs,
MDC,
E-Dancer,
Royal Trux,
Derrick Morgan,
The Divine Comedy,
Groovy Waters,
The Trojans,
The Human League,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Victims,
These Immortal Souls,
Zero Boys,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Chrome,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Alarm Clocks,
Bobby Byrd,
Adolescents,
New Age Steppers,
A Certain Ratio,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Stooges,
The Moleskins,
Bauhaus,
Jeff Lynne,
The Fortunes,
Lou Christie,
The Slackers,
L. Decosne,
Main Source,
Roy Ayers,
Amon Düül II,
Blake Baxter,
The Last Poets,
ABC,
Tropical Tobacco,
DNA,
Tres Demented,
Mo-Dettes,
Ituana,
Eve St. Jones,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Residents,
Mandrill,
Minor Threat,
The Angels of Light,
Banda Bassotti,
Sound Behaviour,
Blossom Toes,
Section 25,
Neil Young,
Desert Stars,
UT,
Bill Wells,
Young Marble Giants,
The Moody Blues,
The Associates,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gang Gang Dance,
Suburban Knight,
Inner City,
Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four.
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.