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 Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 harpsichord 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 Soul II Soul to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Radiopuhelimet. All the underground hits.
All The Walker Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Durutti Column 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Vogues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shoche,
FM Einheit,
Bill Wells,
Tim Buckley,
Kaleidoscope,
The Gun Club,
Lyres,
Television Personalities,
Prince Buster,
Rites of Spring,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Angels of Light,
Goldenarms,
Sandy B,
The Happenings,
Soft Machine,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Moody Blues,
Ultravox,
Soul Sonic Force,
Godley & Creme,
Deadbeat,
Delta 5,
Avey Tare,
Subhumans,
Aaron Thompson,
Isaac Hayes,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
China Crisis,
a-ha,
Rotary Connection,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Erasure,
Masters at Work,
The Kinks,
Gichy Dan,
Fad Gadget,
Procol Harum,
Black Bananas,
The Pretty Things,
Section 25,
The New Christs,
Swans,
Jeff Mills,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sister Nancy,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Smiths,
The Names,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Vainqueur,
Anthony Braxton,
Cameo,
The Vogues,
Wings,
Saccharine Trust,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.