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 Taiwan and from Lagos.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 oboe 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 The Gladiators to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Aloha Tigers. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Infiniti,
Moss Icon,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Eric Copeland,
Essential Logic,
Gerry Rafferty,
Liliput,
Mission of Burma,
Television,
Lindisfarne,
Franke,
The Dead C,
Black Moon,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Buckinghams,
Procol Harum,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Severed Heads,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Main Source,
Slave,
Japan,
Gang Starr,
Judy Mowatt,
The Detroit Cobras,
Patti Smith,
Sister Nancy,
Pylon,
Delta 5,
Oblivians,
Interpol,
Crime,
The New Christs,
The Gap Band,
the Normal,
Oneida,
New York Dolls,
Brand Nubian,
Soft Cell,
Jawbox,
Suburban Knight,
DJ Style,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Alarm Clocks,
Kenny Larkin,
Leonard Cohen,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Technova,
Audionom,
A Certain Ratio,
Yellowson,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sparks,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Modern Lovers,
Joensuu 1685,
The Dirtbombs,
Boredoms,
Colin Newman,
The Wake,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers.
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.