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 Kosovo and from Lagos.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Star Department to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Girls At Our Best! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Smiths,
Sugar Minott,
The Motions,
Au Pairs,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Skaos,
Q65,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Victims,
The Litter,
Alphaville,
Joy Division,
The Red Krayola,
The Black Dice,
Scrapy,
Lyres,
Reagan Youth,
The Dirtbombs,
Mantronix,
Unwound,
Rotary Connection,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Standells,
DJ Sneak,
David Axelrod,
Prince Buster,
Lou Christie,
Grauzone,
Iggy Pop,
The Mojo Men,
Bad Manners,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Oneida,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Jacques Brel,
A Certain Ratio,
John Cale,
Alton Ellis,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Radiopuhelimet,
June of 44,
Dark Day,
Lucky Dragons,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bronski Beat,
Japan,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ituana,
Todd Terry,
Donald Byrd,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bang On A Can,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Junior Murvin,
Cameo,
Kenny Larkin,
Buzzcocks,
The Five Americans,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.