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 Denmark 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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 synthesizer 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 Andrew Hill to the electroclash 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 Rekid. All the underground hits.
All Richard Hell and the Voidoids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
DNA,
Skriet,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gastr Del Sol,
Television,
Gabor Szabo,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kerrie Biddell,
Black Pus,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rapeman,
Nik Kershaw,
Girls At Our Best!,
Depeche Mode,
Dark Day,
These Immortal Souls,
Eli Mardock,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Idris Muhammad,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Fad Gadget,
The Cure,
Lalo Schifrin,
Black Sheep,
Gang Starr,
Barrington Levy,
The Index,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Invisible,
Banda Bassotti,
James White and The Blacks,
The Real Kids,
Interpol,
Anakelly,
Ludus,
Iggy Pop,
Popol Vuh,
Ralphi Rosario,
Kenny Larkin,
the Normal,
Josef K,
The Monochrome Set,
Skaos,
Organ,
E-Dancer,
Scrapy,
Mr. Review,
The Golliwogs,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Supertramp,
Pole,
Stockholm Monsters,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Thee Headcoats,
U.S. Maple,
Barbara Tucker,
The Remains,
Neu!,
Sun City Girls,
Absolute Body Control,
Erasure,
Piero Umiliani,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.