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 Korea South and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Leonard Cohen to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Swell Maps. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy Collins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Simply Red record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Almond,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Toni Rubio,
Deadbeat,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
New York Dolls,
Slave,
F. McDonald,
8 Eyed Spy,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Buckinghams,
Circle Jerks,
Kaleidoscope,
Basic Channel,
Suburban Knight,
Roxette,
Brass Construction,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Don Cherry,
Faraquet,
Depeche Mode,
Urselle,
OOIOO,
Funky Four + One,
Schoolly D,
The Monks,
kango's stein massive,
Pole,
Excepter,
The Evens,
Au Pairs,
Simply Red,
Barclay James Harvest,
Shoche,
the Sonics,
Juan Atkins,
Kas Product,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Grey Daturas,
DNA,
Pet Shop Boys,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Jeff Lynne,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Minnie Riperton,
The Cure,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Gun Club,
LL Cool J,
Flamin' Groovies,
Frankie Knuckles,
Scrapy,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sarah Menescal,
David Bowie,
Leonard Cohen,
Franke,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.