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 Iceland and from Calgary.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 rhodes 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 DJ Style to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All The Mummies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cameo 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nation of Ulysses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Flamin' Groovies,
48th St. Collective,
Leonard Cohen,
Joe Finger,
Gang Green,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Flesh Eaters,
UT,
The Victims,
Skaos,
Eden Ahbez,
Pantytec,
Lakeside,
Visage,
Bobby Sherman,
Pylon,
Thompson Twins,
The Buckinghams,
Eric Copeland,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
the Human League,
Barbara Tucker,
The Gun Club,
Yusef Lateef,
K-Klass,
June Days,
Youth Brigade,
The Standells,
The Selecter,
Anthony Braxton,
Rakim,
Bronski Beat,
Sparks,
Pet Shop Boys,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Silicon Teens,
Ultra Naté,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lightning Bolt,
Mad Mike,
Tubeway Army,
Talk Talk,
Byron Stingily,
Ice-T,
Jacob Miller,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Cowsills,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Yazoo,
Basic Channel,
Pole,
Scan 7,
Reuben Wilson,
Kayak,
Rekid,
Glenn Branca,
Section 25,
FM Einheit,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis.
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.