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 Romania and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 arpeggiator 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 cv313 to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Almond 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ajijia Myrayebe,
AZ,
Tears for Fears,
The Techniques,
The Happenings,
The Litter,
Stetsasonic,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Fugs,
Janne Schatter,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Yellowson,
Mars,
CMW,
the Slits,
Grey Daturas,
Althea and Donna,
Warsaw,
The Modern Lovers,
The Zeros,
Susan Cadogan,
Bad Manners,
Iggy Pop,
Lalo Schifrin,
Aural Exciters,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Yazoo,
Marcia Griffiths,
Reagan Youth,
Con Funk Shun,
The Pop Group,
New Order,
Peter and Kerry,
Suicide,
Alice Coltrane,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
John Cale,
Maleditus Sound,
Henry Cow,
The Fuzztones,
Lou Christie,
The Move,
Pierre Henry,
The Grass Roots,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Whodini,
Cymande,
Dennis Brown,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Easy Going,
Juan Atkins,
Sonic Youth,
Crooked Eye,
The Monochrome Set,
Amon Düül II,
Joe Smooth,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Prince Buster,
The Human League,
The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters.
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.