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 Israel and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Inner City to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Banda Bassotti. All the underground hits.
All A Certain Ratio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brass Construction record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Laurel Aitken,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Tremeloes,
Moebius,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Hasil Adkins,
These Immortal Souls,
The Kinks,
OOIOO,
The Remains,
Eddi Front,
kango's stein massive,
Marcia Griffiths,
Pierre Henry,
The Doors,
Letta Mbulu,
Rufus Thomas,
Sight & Sound,
Youth Brigade,
Joey Negro,
Todd Rundgren,
The Vogues,
Ultravox,
Kerrie Biddell,
Brass Construction,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Gladiators,
Gang Starr,
Johnny Clarke,
CMW,
Warren Ellis,
The Stooges,
Supertramp,
Desert Stars,
The Monochrome Set,
Ten City,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sällskapet,
The Blackbyrds,
The Knickerbockers,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
the Human League,
Make Up,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Carl Craig,
Scott Walker,
Tubeway Army,
The Star Department,
Graham Central Station,
The Count Five,
The Misunderstood,
Danielle Patucci,
Nirvana,
D'Angelo,
Mark Hollis,
The Buckinghams,
Shuggie Otis,
Nico,
Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman.
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.