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 Hungary and from Mumbai.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Sixth Finger to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All The Fuzztones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Fraelich 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Gang Starr,
The Red Krayola,
Loose Ends,
The Detroit Cobras,
Alphaville,
One Last Wish,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Magazine,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bill Wells,
Faust,
Iggy Pop,
Danielle Patucci,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Black Moon,
Lalann,
Sparks,
Lightning Bolt,
The Victims,
Saccharine Trust,
Visage,
Eurythmics,
Darondo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Monochrome Set,
The Pretty Things,
Agitation Free,
Matthew Bourne,
Gang Gang Dance,
LL Cool J,
Sex Pistols,
Duran Duran,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Half Japanese,
The Gap Band,
Stereo Dub,
Sandy B,
Crime,
Byron Stingily,
Tom Boy,
Throbbing Gristle,
Unwound,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Barbara Tucker,
Scratch Acid,
Crash Course in Science,
Guru Guru,
Cymande,
The American Breed,
Bill Near,
Letta Mbulu,
Kas Product,
Albert Ayler,
Roger Hodgson,
The Real Kids,
Surgeon,
Drexciya,
Procol Harum,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Dead C,
Ultravox,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.