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 Morocco and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Talk Talk to the funk 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 The Moody Blues. All the underground hits.
All Eric Copeland tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Roxy Music,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Fluxion,
Big Daddy Kane,
Newcleus,
Marine Girls,
June Days,
X-102,
Chris & Cosey,
Second Layer,
Suicide,
The Monochrome Set,
Arab on Radar,
Harmonia,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Moss Icon,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Al Stewart,
The Cure,
Suburban Knight,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
D'Angelo,
Jeru the Damaja,
Barbara Tucker,
Man Parrish,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Swell Maps,
Yazoo,
Maurizio,
Gang Green,
Quando Quango,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gang of Four,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The New Christs,
The Star Department,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sugar Minott,
Goldenarms,
Pylon,
The Grass Roots,
H. Thieme,
Slick Rick,
Gastr Del Sol,
Wally Richardson,
Deepchord,
Mark Hollis,
The Trojans,
The American Breed,
Cal Tjader,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Andrew Hill,
Freddie Wadling,
Babytalk,
The Walker Brothers,
AZ,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.