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 Denmark and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 In Retrospect to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Crispy Ambulance. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oblivians record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Morten Harket record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
Shoche,
John Lydon,
Kaleidoscope,
Tears for Fears,
Eddi Front,
Jacob Miller,
Isaac Hayes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Roger Hodgson,
Skarface,
Easy Going,
Grauzone,
Bobby Womack,
Susan Cadogan,
The Vogues,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pharoah Sanders,
Intrusion,
The Cure,
Johnny Osbourne,
Fela Kuti,
Liliput,
Supertramp,
Panda Bear,
This Heat,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Velvet Underground,
Duran Duran,
China Crisis,
Laurel Aitken,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Nas,
Graham Central Station,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Chris & Cosey,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
John Holt,
The Cramps,
Parry Music,
Royal Trux,
Delon & Dalcan,
Peter & Gordon,
Loose Ends,
Junior Murvin,
Sun City Girls,
Robert Hood,
Byron Stingily,
Banda Bassotti,
Rosa Yemen,
Mark Hollis,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Khruangbin,
DNA,
Cybotron,
Blossom Toes,
the Normal,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Porter Ricks,
the Germs,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.