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 Bahamas and from Glasgow.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Simply Red to the grunge 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 Alison Limerick. All the underground hits.
All Terrestrial Tones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
Mantronix,
Man Eating Sloth,
Khruangbin,
Young Marble Giants,
Dave Gahan,
Marmalade,
Danielle Patucci,
Sparks,
Brick,
Ituana,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
CMW,
Laurel Aitken,
Sam Rivers,
Ponytail,
Mo-Dettes,
Flash Fearless,
Talk Talk,
The Skatalites,
MC5,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
One Last Wish,
Roy Ayers,
Hashim,
The Evens,
The Divine Comedy,
Ornette Coleman,
Sun Ra,
Judy Mowatt,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Robert Wyatt,
Gregory Isaacs,
Pylon,
Bob Dylan,
Agent Orange,
Spoonie Gee,
Freddie Wadling,
This Heat,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Camouflage,
Gong,
Pharoah Sanders,
Aloha Tigers,
Tomorrow,
Eddi Front,
Moebius,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Von Mondo,
Funky Four + One,
Metal Thangz,
Barrington Levy,
Bauhaus,
Ronan,
World's Most,
Nik Kershaw,
UT,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Standells,
Japan,
Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman.
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.