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 Costa Rica and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Flash Fearless to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Quando Quango. All the underground hits.
All Bad Manners tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sisters of Mercy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Slits,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Basic Channel,
The Five Americans,
ABBA,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Young Marble Giants,
the Swans,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Bush Tetras,
The Pop Group,
Cal Tjader,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Motions,
The Monks,
Charles Mingus,
Subhumans,
London Community Gospel Choir,
F. McDonald,
Michelle Simonal,
Spandau Ballet,
Clear Light,
Janne Schatter,
Scratch Acid,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
David McCallum,
Piero Umiliani,
Soul II Soul,
Depeche Mode,
The Raincoats,
The Modern Lovers,
Con Funk Shun,
Theoretical Girls,
Maurizio,
Arthur Verocai,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Rod Modell,
The Monochrome Set,
The Neon Judgement,
Faraquet,
Mad Mike,
Chrome,
DNA,
Archie Shepp,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gang Starr,
The Happenings,
Pet Shop Boys,
Simply Red,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Little Man,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
the Normal,
Mandrill,
David Bowie,
Sonic Youth,
The Litter,
Jimmy McGriff,
T. Rex,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.