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 Panama and from Lille.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Rotary Connection to the disco 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 Sarah Menescal. All the underground hits.
All Funkadelic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
John Coltrane,
Marvin Gaye,
Slick Rick,
Johnny Clarke,
The Durutti Column,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sun Ra,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Al Stewart,
Soft Cell,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Gang of Four,
Bob Dylan,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Mojo Men,
Eli Mardock,
Schoolly D,
Crispy Ambulance,
Popol Vuh,
Dennis Brown,
The Techniques,
Cecil Taylor,
Ultra Naté,
Patti Smith,
Toni Rubio,
The Remains,
Rotary Connection,
X-101,
The Residents,
Jeff Mills,
Flamin' Groovies,
Crooked Eye,
Das Ding,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Tropical Tobacco,
Newcleus,
The Modern Lovers,
The Raincoats,
Swans,
Joey Negro,
Boredoms,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Adolescents,
Simply Red,
Neu!,
Maleditus Sound,
Radio Birdman,
The Stooges,
Ice-T,
Laurel Aitken,
Essential Logic,
Funky Four + One,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lalann,
Wings,
Severed Heads,
MDC,
Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach.
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.