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 the UAE and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 guitar 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 Jandek to the grime 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 Cybotron. All the underground hits.
All The Gories tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erykah Badu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moebius record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Mummies,
Ornette Coleman,
Ken Boothe,
Desert Stars,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Sound,
James White and The Blacks,
Depeche Mode,
the Sonics,
Chrome,
Qualms,
Joensuu 1685,
The New Christs,
X-102,
Urselle,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Spandau Ballet,
Bad Manners,
Frankie Knuckles,
Erykah Badu,
The Slits,
Skaos,
Brick,
Lalann,
Sexual Harrassment,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Average White Band,
Byron Stingily,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Eve St. Jones,
Moss Icon,
The Fire Engines,
Jeff Lynne,
Zero Boys,
Sly & The Family Stone,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Trumans Water,
Drive Like Jehu,
Angry Samoans,
Hoover,
Dark Day,
The Golliwogs,
Yellowson,
Easy Going,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Japan,
Big Daddy Kane,
Whodini,
Absolute Body Control,
Gerry Rafferty,
Grandmaster Flash,
Dorothy Ashby,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Vainqueur,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Goldenarms,
Todd Terry,
The Human League,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.
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.