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 Botswana and from Mumbai.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 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 Soul II Soul to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Tropical Tobacco. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Patti Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Foxx record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
Ornette Coleman,
Letta Mbulu,
The Gories,
10cc,
The Human League,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Drexciya,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bill Near,
Swell Maps,
Nation of Ulysses,
Heaven 17,
Juan Atkins,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Warren Ellis,
Marine Girls,
Second Layer,
Isaac Hayes,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Gap Band,
Janne Schatter,
Barry Ungar,
Organ,
Blancmange,
The Skatalites,
Eddi Front,
Sandy B,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Scratch Acid,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Depeche Mode,
Subhumans,
Jeff Mills,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Evens,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Scrapy,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Nico,
Urselle,
Faust,
Deepchord,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Searchers,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Derrick May,
Jerry's Kids,
Motorama,
Television Personalities,
Eli Mardock,
The Music Machine,
Sight & Sound,
Junior Murvin,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Selecter,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Morten Harket,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.