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 Kiribati and from Johannesburg.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Deakin to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Hoover. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camouflage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Idris Muhammad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Searchers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Aloha Tigers,
Aaron Thompson,
D'Angelo,
Mad Mike,
Funky Four + One,
John Cale,
Buzzcocks,
The Star Department,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Last Poets,
Jacob Miller,
Adolescents,
Roy Ayers,
Sex Pistols,
Ten City,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sparks,
Marcia Griffiths,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Yusef Lateef,
Marvin Gaye,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lyres,
Andrew Hill,
Pet Shop Boys,
Carl Craig,
The Cowsills,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
AZ,
Clear Light,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Misunderstood,
The Count Five,
The Wake,
Royal Trux,
The Sound,
Excepter,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Banda Bassotti,
H. Thieme,
Curtis Mayfield,
Newcleus,
Chris Corsano,
Young Marble Giants,
David McCallum,
JFA,
Todd Terry,
Graham Central Station,
Lalo Schifrin,
Heaven 17,
Gregory Isaacs,
Grauzone,
U.S. Maple,
Colin Newman,
The Grass Roots,
Eric Dolphy,
Ice-T,
The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement.
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.