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 Somalia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 organ 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 the Normal to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Harmonia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sisters of Mercy,
Half Japanese,
Mary Jane Girls,
the Normal,
Davy DMX,
Blake Baxter,
Vladislav Delay,
Alice Coltrane,
Electric Prunes,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Monks,
ABC,
Mad Mike,
The Martian,
T. Rex,
Prince Buster,
Altered Images,
Mantronix,
Danielle Patucci,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Cowsills,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gong,
Delta 5,
Blossom Toes,
Tres Demented,
The Fire Engines,
Ultra Naté,
The Divine Comedy,
Au Pairs,
Idris Muhammad,
Sound Behaviour,
Scion,
Scientists,
Tomorrow,
Q65,
The Gories,
Quando Quango,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lightning Bolt,
Robert Wyatt,
Donny Hathaway,
Mission of Burma,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Yaz,
Agitation Free,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Nick Fraelich,
Barry Ungar,
Be Bop Deluxe,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Vogues,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Searchers,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Los Fastidios,
Brass Construction,
Bob Dylan,
Ornette Coleman,
10cc,
Minnie Riperton,
Max Romeo,
Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd.
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.