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 Mauritius and from Stockholm.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Portland.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Jeff Lynne to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All Quando Quango tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Coltrane 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Toasters,
Chrome,
Sparks,
Bobby Sherman,
The Stooges,
Arcadia,
James White and The Blacks,
Gang of Four,
Todd Terry,
Idris Muhammad,
Brick,
Massinfluence,
David McCallum,
Gichy Dan,
The Names,
Public Enemy,
Scratch Acid,
Babytalk,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Gladiators,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Victims,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Moss Icon,
Maurizio,
Unwound,
Desert Stars,
Dennis Brown,
The Vogues,
Mo-Dettes,
Young Marble Giants,
Roxette,
Cymande,
The Sonics,
X-101,
Crash Course in Science,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sällskapet,
Crispian St. Peters,
H. Thieme,
Stiv Bators,
Girls At Our Best!,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Eddi Front,
The Grass Roots,
Average White Band,
Andrew Hill,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ludus,
Kas Product,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Little Man,
the Normal,
Nico,
Brass Construction,
John Lydon,
Howard Jones,
New Age Steppers,
Lightning Bolt,
The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers.
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.