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 Sri Lanka and from Accra.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 sitar 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 Tubeway Army to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Procol Harum. All the underground hits.
All Nick Fraelich tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Litter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxy Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
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,
Dennis Brown,
In Retrospect,
Franke,
Malaria!,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Wake,
Gregory Isaacs,
Pulsallama,
This Heat,
Eric Copeland,
Zero Boys,
Brick,
Public Enemy,
Roger Hodgson,
Ralphi Rosario,
Thee Headcoats,
Boz Scaggs,
Schoolly D,
Terrestrial Tones,
Maurizio,
Piero Umiliani,
Panda Bear,
Eurythmics,
Pantaleimon,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gabor Szabo,
Rakim,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Divine Comedy,
Girls At Our Best!,
CMW,
Lungfish,
Jacques Brel,
Funky Four + One,
The Kinks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Selecter,
The Count Five,
The Buckinghams,
The Trojans,
The Mummies,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
World's Most,
The Sound,
Joey Negro,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Warren Ellis,
Tubeway Army,
Sun Ra,
Soul II Soul,
Laurel Aitken,
Darondo,
The Slits,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Fugazi,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Steve Hackett,
Judy Mowatt,
Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond.
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.