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 Burundi and from Seoul.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 mellotron 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 Man Parrish to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Chocolate Watch Band. All the underground hits.
All Severed Heads tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Kas Product,
Sun Ra,
Crash Course in Science,
Michelle Simonal,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
CMW,
China Crisis,
Massinfluence,
Nik Kershaw,
Fad Gadget,
Q65,
The Pretty Things,
The Smoke,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Delon & Dalcan,
Warsaw,
Sarah Menescal,
Youth Brigade,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Fortunes,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Cowsills,
Gang Gang Dance,
Johnny Clarke,
Ronan,
the Soft Cell,
Amon Düül,
Traffic Nightmare,
Mantronix,
The Stooges,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Graham Central Station,
Alphaville,
Lindisfarne,
Infiniti,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sister Nancy,
Monks,
Desert Stars,
The Fire Engines,
Suicide,
Brick,
Arab on Radar,
The Searchers,
Bill Wells,
Goldenarms,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Barbara Tucker,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Wings,
Cameo,
the Association,
The Toasters,
Model 500,
Kool Moe Dee,
Glambeats Corp.,
Wolf Eyes,
Dennis Brown,
Roxette, Roxette, Roxette, Roxette.
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.