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 Papua New Guinea and from Philadelphia.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Peanut Butter Conspiracy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Steve Hackett,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Angels of Light,
Man Parrish,
Kerri Chandler,
Inner City,
Mars,
Marcia Griffiths,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Scrapy,
Josef K,
Nico,
Barclay James Harvest,
K-Klass,
Funky Four + One,
Rotary Connection,
Godley & Creme,
Agitation Free,
New Order,
Maurizio,
Barry Ungar,
Gichy Dan,
Stiv Bators,
Bluetip,
Camberwell Now,
Marvin Gaye,
The Doors,
Little Man,
Matthew Halsall,
The Martian,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bill Near,
China Crisis,
Kas Product,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Can,
Outsiders,
The Fortunes,
Piero Umiliani,
Sam Rivers,
Desert Stars,
Lyres,
Swans,
The Red Krayola,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
the Normal,
Drexciya,
Funkadelic,
Aswad,
Bush Tetras,
Eric B and Rakim,
Toni Rubio,
Minor Threat,
Nirvana,
E-Dancer,
The Count Five,
The Fall,
Yaz,
T. Rex,
Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.
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.