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 Cyprus and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 snare 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 New York Dolls to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Al Stewart tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harpers Bizarre 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spandau Ballet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Young Marble Giants,
Black Pus,
Spandau Ballet,
Agitation Free,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Negative Approach,
Gabor Szabo,
Brand Nubian,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Piero Umiliani,
Hasil Adkins,
Subhumans,
Schoolly D,
Derrick Morgan,
The New Christs,
Carl Craig,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Procol Harum,
The Vogues,
Junior Murvin,
Popol Vuh,
Japan,
Sound Behaviour,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Soul II Soul,
The Knickerbockers,
Thompson Twins,
Liliput,
Josef K,
Warsaw,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Fuzztones,
Porter Ricks,
Basic Channel,
The Star Department,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
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The Index,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Stooges,
The Beau Brummels,
Toni Rubio,
Drexciya,
Deepchord,
Chris & Cosey,
Ice-T,
Tropical Tobacco,
DJ Sneak,
The Dead C,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jandek,
Pantaleimon,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Audionom,
Anthony Braxton,
Lou Christie,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Peter & Gordon,
the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics.
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.