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 Philippines and from Cairo.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Shoche to the electroclash 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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Young Marble Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
The Angels of Light,
ABC,
Sister Nancy,
Sixth Finger,
Pulsallama,
DJ Style,
Arthur Verocai,
Lindisfarne,
Peter & Gordon,
The Fuzztones,
Scan 7,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sam Rivers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
John Lydon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Alison Limerick,
Gichy Dan,
Hardrive,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bobby Hutcherson,
PIL,
The Five Americans,
Ituana,
Talk Talk,
Sugar Minott,
Monolake,
James White and The Blacks,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Aural Exciters,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Guru Guru,
Marmalade,
Yazoo,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Smoke,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Mary Jane Girls,
Mantronix,
June of 44,
Freddie Wadling,
Severed Heads,
Al Stewart,
Animal Collective,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Brothers Johnson,
Letta Mbulu,
Niagra,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bronski Beat,
Dave Gahan,
The Pop Group,
Pere Ubu,
The Leaves,
World's Most,
Eli Mardock,
The Mummies,
Fad Gadget,
Easy Going,
ABBA, ABBA, ABBA, ABBA.
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.