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 Pakistan and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Manila.
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 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 Michael McDonald 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 Intrusion to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Silicon Teens. All the underground hits.
All Lindisfarne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Kinks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a This Heat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultravox,
Cheater Slicks,
China Crisis,
Mad Mike,
Girls At Our Best!,
Youth Brigade,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sparks,
Alton Ellis,
Soul Sonic Force,
Barbara Tucker,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pierre Henry,
Grey Daturas,
Marc Almond,
The Slits,
Kool Moe Dee,
Jesper Dahlback,
Peter & Gordon,
ABBA,
Excepter,
Quando Quango,
The Monks,
Brand Nubian,
Lakeside,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Desert Stars,
Soul II Soul,
Johnny Clarke,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Mummies,
Harmonia,
Kerri Chandler,
Bootsy Collins,
Rufus Thomas,
Rod Modell,
Tommy Roe,
Alphaville,
Trumans Water,
The Raincoats,
New Order,
The Music Machine,
Aswad,
Pharoah Sanders,
DJ Sneak,
Funky Four + One,
Mark Hollis,
The Fortunes,
Accadde A,
Pylon,
Smog,
Crime,
Sound Behaviour,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Y Pants,
Ponytail,
Von Mondo,
Stockholm Monsters,
Goldenarms,
Moebius,
Masters at Work,
June Days,
Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes.
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.