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 Sudan and from Delhi.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 spring reverb 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 kango's stein massive to the disco 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 Ultramagnetic MC's. All the underground hits.
All The Offenders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suicide record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Howard Jones,
Bob Dylan,
Altered Images,
Unwound,
Connie Case,
Godley & Creme,
Bill Wells,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ken Boothe,
Jacob Miller,
The Move,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Yellowson,
Model 500,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Fire Engines,
In Retrospect,
The Busters,
Fear,
Neil Young,
Average White Band,
Quadrant,
Whodini,
Kerrie Biddell,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Masters at Work,
Oblivians,
Echospace,
Rufus Thomas,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
the Soft Cell,
Livin' Joy,
World's Most,
The Blackbyrds,
The J.B.'s,
Johnny Osbourne,
Davy DMX,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Mantronix,
Lou Christie,
Al Stewart,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Last Poets,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Byron Stingily,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Robert Hood,
Pierre Henry,
Boogie Down Productions,
Schoolly D,
The Selecter,
The Sound,
Babytalk,
Carl Craig,
Saccharine Trust,
Mars,
UT,
cv313,
Mad Mike,
The Walker Brothers,
David Axelrod,
Rotary Connection,
Bobby Womack,
Vainqueur,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.