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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Country Joe & The Fish to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Nation of Ulysses. All the underground hits.
All Cameo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Axelrod record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Buzzcocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Saccharine Trust,
Oneida,
Radiopuhelimet,
Dual Sessions,
Eli Mardock,
Alphaville,
Ohio Players,
Leonard Cohen,
Eddi Front,
Sun City Girls,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Grey Daturas,
Jacques Brel,
The Fortunes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
48th St. Collective,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Tommy Roe,
Index,
Drexciya,
Black Moon,
Graham Central Station,
Sandy B,
Mark Hollis,
Sugar Minott,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Whodini,
Aloha Tigers,
The Trojans,
Isaac Hayes,
Soulsonic Force,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
ABC,
Camouflage,
Wasted Youth,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Colin Newman,
Nico,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Doobie Brothers,
Man Eating Sloth,
Funky Four + One,
Hot Snakes,
Pagans,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Offenders,
Connie Case,
Gabor Szabo,
Marc Almond,
Drive Like Jehu,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gang Green,
Nik Kershaw,
Thompson Twins,
Brass Construction,
Ten City,
Barbara Tucker,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne.
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.