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 Barbados and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the marimba 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 Sound Behaviour to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Unrelated Segments tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Walker Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultimate Spinach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vainqueur,
Robert Wyatt,
Don Cherry,
Glenn Branca,
Sparks,
The Moody Blues,
Lou Reed,
ABC,
Fatback Band,
Joe Finger,
The Seeds,
Rakim,
Brothers Johnson,
Roger Hodgson,
Flash Fearless,
Josef K,
Tears for Fears,
Alison Limerick,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Young Marble Giants,
The Offenders,
The Skatalites,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Mr. Review,
Mad Mike,
Joensuu 1685,
The New Christs,
The Mighty Diamonds,
F. McDonald,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Blackbyrds,
Saccharine Trust,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sun Ra,
B.T. Express,
Bill Near,
Radiohead,
Curtis Mayfield,
Laurel Aitken,
Fad Gadget,
The Motions,
Arcadia,
The Count Five,
Sister Nancy,
Neu!,
Isaac Hayes,
Stereo Dub,
Adolescents,
Index,
DJ Style,
Siglo XX,
John Cale,
Bauhaus,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Morten Harket,
Erasure,
Wasted Youth,
Marc Almond,
Tres Demented,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Spoonie Gee,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Andrew Hill,
Icehouse,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.