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 Armenia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Bill Near to the techno 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 The Monks. All the underground hits.
All New Age Steppers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Accadde A 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Offenders,
Anakelly,
Quando Quango,
The Sound,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ronan,
Camberwell Now,
Brothers Johnson,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Q and Not U,
Neil Young,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Howard Jones,
Pantaleimon,
Alison Limerick,
The Sonics,
The Five Americans,
Mary Jane Girls,
Whodini,
Johnny Clarke,
The Last Poets,
Yaz,
The Human League,
H. Thieme,
Trumans Water,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Real Kids,
Kerri Chandler,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Deakin,
The Young Rascals,
Tommy Roe,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Pere Ubu,
Organ,
Bang On A Can,
Moss Icon,
The Blues Magoos,
Circle Jerks,
The Barracudas,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Archie Shepp,
Malaria!,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Delon & Dalcan,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Glambeats Corp.,
Monolake,
The Smoke,
Davy DMX,
Bronski Beat,
Adolescents,
Cecil Taylor,
Youth Brigade,
The Divine Comedy,
Blancmange,
Pet Shop Boys,
Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett.
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.