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 Malta and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 808 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 Peter & Gordon to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Section 25. All the underground hits.
All The Black Dice tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 48th St. Collective 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sparks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Leaves,
Eric Copeland,
Danielle Patucci,
The Doors,
Porter Ricks,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Hashim,
Television,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Human League,
T.S.O.L.,
Pylon,
Tomorrow,
Wally Richardson,
The Techniques,
Schoolly D,
The Names,
Depeche Mode,
The Red Krayola,
Unwound,
Electric Prunes,
Moss Icon,
Deepchord,
The Zeros,
The Skatalites,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Angels of Light,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Soft Cell,
Scan 7,
the Slits,
Terrestrial Tones,
T. Rex,
The Slits,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Toasters,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kaleidoscope,
Gichy Dan,
Junior Murvin,
Country Teasers,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
KRS-One,
PIL,
The Evens,
UT,
Juan Atkins,
Janne Schatter,
The Cowsills,
Lakeside,
China Crisis,
Kevin Saunderson,
Johnny Clarke,
FM Einheit,
Quantec,
The Doobie Brothers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
One Last Wish,
Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall.
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.