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 Algeria and from Sao Paulo.
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 Philadelphia and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Television Personalities to the jazz 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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fire Engines 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pulsallama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Second Layer,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
X-Ray Spex,
The Moleskins,
Wire,
Eric Copeland,
Pierre Henry,
The Names,
Freddie Wadling,
PIL,
Bronski Beat,
Depeche Mode,
Audionom,
K-Klass,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Warsaw,
Eurythmics,
Kerri Chandler,
Lebanon Hanover,
David Axelrod,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Clear Light,
Lungfish,
The Divine Comedy,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Smiths,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Mo-Dettes,
The Buckinghams,
Parry Music,
Tubeway Army,
Piero Umiliani,
The Fall,
Warren Ellis,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Das Ding,
The J.B.'s,
Lyres,
Thompson Twins,
Wings,
A Certain Ratio,
Glambeats Corp.,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sight & Sound,
The Stooges,
Faust,
Newcleus,
Sugar Minott,
Ohio Players,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Neil Young,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Raincoats,
Deadbeat,
Rakim,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.