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 Congo and from Philadelphia.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Ronnie Foster to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Howard Jones. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blues Magoos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Fall,
Thompson Twins,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Crispian St. Peters,
the Association,
Malaria!,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Fire Engines,
Nick Fraelich,
The Dave Clark Five,
JFA,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Camberwell Now,
The Smiths,
Joy Division,
Al Stewart,
The Vogues,
FM Einheit,
a-ha,
The Smoke,
Godley & Creme,
CMW,
Minutemen,
Rites of Spring,
Neil Young,
Delta 5,
the Bar-Kays,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Tom Boy,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Albert Ayler,
Massinfluence,
Rekid,
Fear,
Brick,
The Cowsills,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Doors,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Schoolly D,
The Sound,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Kinks,
Suburban Knight,
ABC,
Yellowson,
The Index,
Piero Umiliani,
Cymande,
Ultravox,
F. McDonald,
Gong,
Ken Boothe,
The Durutti Column,
Gastr Del Sol,
Nation of Ulysses,
Pulsallama,
Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.
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.