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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 London and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Vogues to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Kevin Saunderson. All the underground hits.
All the Normal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sisters of Mercy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Susan Cadogan,
The Smiths,
Erasure,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Vogues,
Patti Smith,
H. Thieme,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Tropical Tobacco,
Eden Ahbez,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Intrusion,
The Fugs,
X-Ray Spex,
The Saints,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Remains,
Roxy Music,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Darondo,
Negative Approach,
The Gladiators,
Arthur Verocai,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Newcleus,
kango's stein massive,
Harry Pussy,
The Associates,
Brand Nubian,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Roy Ayers,
Matthew Bourne,
These Immortal Souls,
Rekid,
Flamin' Groovies,
Faust,
Boredoms,
Eli Mardock,
Amazonics,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sight & Sound,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Index,
Marine Girls,
Cymande,
Youth Brigade,
Archie Shepp,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Tears for Fears,
D'Angelo,
Mission of Burma,
The Birthday Party,
Tim Buckley,
Section 25,
Pulsallama,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Excepter,
Alice Coltrane,
Bobby Sherman,
Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey.
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.