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 Benin and from Toronto.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manchester.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 New Order to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Essential Logic. All the underground hits.
All The Stooges 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 grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Suburban Knight,
The Blues Magoos,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Pagans,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Count Five,
Supertramp,
Wire,
Amazonics,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
John Coltrane,
Animal Collective,
Deepchord,
The Slackers,
Technova,
Don Cherry,
Ten City,
Quantec,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mars,
Liliput,
The Invisible,
Mantronix,
Flipper,
Moss Icon,
Kaleidoscope,
Sonic Youth,
The Happenings,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Henry Cow,
Nils Olav,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Human League,
Radio Birdman,
Joey Negro,
Joe Finger,
Godley & Creme,
Sound Behaviour,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Young Rascals,
Grandmaster Flash,
Visage,
B.T. Express,
Grey Daturas,
Bobby Sherman,
Jacques Brel,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Todd Rundgren,
Little Man,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Talk Talk,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Al Stewart,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Black Bananas,
Ludus,
Erykah Badu,
Iggy Pop,
Nirvana,
Easy Going,
World's Most,
The Neon Judgement,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.