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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 spring reverb 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 The Fortunes to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Jeff Lynne. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Graham Central Station 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rufus Thomas,
The Star Department,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Susan Cadogan,
Johnny Clarke,
the Soft Cell,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Victims,
The Toasters,
Bluetip,
Throbbing Gristle,
Arcadia,
Y Pants,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ralphi Rosario,
Metal Thangz,
Bronski Beat,
Heaven 17,
The Neon Judgement,
Terry Callier,
Kas Product,
The Doobie Brothers,
Bobbi Humphrey,
a-ha,
Suicide,
The Cowsills,
Circle Jerks,
Lalo Schifrin,
Surgeon,
Aaron Thompson,
Cheater Slicks,
Juan Atkins,
Wings,
The Doors,
Tom Boy,
UT,
Dawn Penn,
The Sound,
Amon Düül,
Erasure,
X-101,
Echospace,
The Detroit Cobras,
Bill Wells,
China Crisis,
Index,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Pantaleimon,
Make Up,
Severed Heads,
Ten City,
Sex Pistols,
DJ Style,
Erykah Badu,
ABBA,
The Modern Lovers,
Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach.
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.