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 Belize and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 marimba 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 H. Thieme to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Jeff Lynne. All the underground hits.
All The New Christs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Royal Trux 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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 Soft Cell,
Faraquet,
The Moleskins,
Y Pants,
David McCallum,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Mantronix,
Arcadia,
Janne Schatter,
Piero Umiliani,
Con Funk Shun,
Gang Green,
Zero Boys,
La Düsseldorf,
Barry Ungar,
Black Moon,
The Stooges,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
T.S.O.L.,
The Zeros,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Star Department,
The Fuzztones,
Nation of Ulysses,
David Bowie,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Kerrie Biddell,
Connie Case,
Bad Manners,
Stiv Bators,
DJ Style,
Ronan,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Au Pairs,
Ten City,
The Cowsills,
Vainqueur,
Maleditus Sound,
Cal Tjader,
Colin Newman,
MDC,
Derrick Morgan,
Joe Finger,
Bush Tetras,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Raincoats,
Theoretical Girls,
Gregory Isaacs,
Royal Trux,
the Sonics,
Erykah Badu,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Rod Modell,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lakeside,
Guru Guru,
Robert Wyatt,
Excepter,
Country Teasers,
Surgeon,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
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.