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 Bahrain and from Taipei.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the güiro 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 Michelle Simonal to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Althea and Donna. All the underground hits.
All The Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barrington Levy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Buzzcocks,
EPMD,
Pierre Henry,
MDC,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Flamin' Groovies,
Adolescents,
Avey Tare,
Tubeway Army,
Basic Channel,
Roger Hodgson,
The Seeds,
Pylon,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
David Axelrod,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Stooges,
Japan,
Scratch Acid,
The Fugs,
Crispian St. Peters,
Ice-T,
Make Up,
Half Japanese,
June of 44,
The Techniques,
Junior Murvin,
Livin' Joy,
Ten City,
Ken Boothe,
Outsiders,
Reuben Wilson,
Archie Shepp,
Alison Limerick,
The J.B.'s,
cv313,
Erykah Badu,
Agitation Free,
Kenny Larkin,
Rod Modell,
Electric Light Orchestra,
X-101,
Hot Snakes,
Skriet,
Radio Birdman,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ultimate Spinach,
Vainqueur,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Mummies,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Fatback Band,
John Foxx,
Neu!,
One Last Wish,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Mantronix,
Lee Hazlewood,
John Cale,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lindisfarne,
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.