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 Zambia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 Edmonton and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 spring reverb 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 Depeche Mode to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Clear Light. All the underground hits.
All R.M.O. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxy Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Teasers,
Pagans,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Chrome,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wings,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gong,
DNA,
Lou Reed,
Neil Young,
Bobby Byrd,
The Tremeloes,
Kerrie Biddell,
Camberwell Now,
Ten City,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Grauzone,
Intrusion,
Bootsy Collins,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Shuggie Otis,
Fluxion,
The Wake,
the Slits,
The Residents,
Soul II Soul,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Guru Guru,
Connie Case,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Agitation Free,
Deakin,
Nico,
Suburban Knight,
Kaleidoscope,
Soft Machine,
Main Source,
Faust,
Pussy Galore,
Ponytail,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Sonics,
Joey Negro,
Alton Ellis,
The Index,
Reuben Wilson,
The Slits,
Bad Manners,
Mantronix,
Marc Almond,
Albert Ayler,
The Associates,
Tom Boy,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Niagra,
Pierre Henry,
The Gladiators,
Barrington Levy,
This Heat,
China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.
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.