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 Angola and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Lalo Schifrin to the dance 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 Ultravox. All the underground hits.
All E-Dancer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Colin Newman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Talk Talk,
Yazoo,
Isaac Hayes,
Janne Schatter,
Junior Murvin,
The Busters,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Inner City,
Sonny Sharrock,
Interpol,
Ituana,
Youth Brigade,
Dark Day,
David Axelrod,
The Fall,
The Offenders,
Urselle,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Tubeway Army,
Wire,
Kaleidoscope,
Jacques Brel,
Derrick Morgan,
T. Rex,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ultra Naté,
Mary Jane Girls,
Warsaw,
Fela Kuti,
L. Decosne,
The Evens,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Cramps,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Traffic Nightmare,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rod Modell,
Grauzone,
Young Marble Giants,
James White and The Blacks,
Hasil Adkins,
cv313,
Nick Fraelich,
The Human League,
Pylon,
Siglo XX,
Soul II Soul,
The Move,
Toni Rubio,
Simply Red,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
John Foxx,
Panda Bear,
Von Mondo,
Gang Green,
The Standells,
Brand Nubian,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Associates,
Peter and Kerry,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
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.