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 Vanuatu and from Johannesburg.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the mellotron 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 CMW to the grime 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 Blancmange. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Manfred Mann's Earth Band 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slick Rick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
June Days,
Minny Pops,
Matthew Bourne,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Youth Brigade,
Anthony Braxton,
Stiv Bators,
Rufus Thomas,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Roger Hodgson,
Johnny Osbourne,
Flash Fearless,
Ultimate Spinach,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Icehouse,
Das Ding,
Fifty Foot Hose,
MDC,
The Moleskins,
Public Image Ltd.,
X-102,
The Red Krayola,
Big Daddy Kane,
One Last Wish,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Gang of Four,
Porter Ricks,
Vainqueur,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Spandau Ballet,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Brass Construction,
Deadbeat,
Girls At Our Best!,
Eve St. Jones,
John Lydon,
Skriet,
Babytalk,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Byron Stingily,
Man Parrish,
Mark Hollis,
Organ,
Intrusion,
Kerri Chandler,
The Happenings,
Matthew Halsall,
Crime,
Lucky Dragons,
Newcleus,
Can,
The Mummies,
Pantytec,
Sam Rivers,
Eddi Front,
The Fire Engines,
Andrew Hill,
David Bowie,
Toni Rubio,
T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L..
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.