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 Saudi Arabia and from Copenhagen.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 organ 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 Banda Bassotti to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Mo-Dettes. All the underground hits.
All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lindisfarne 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Associates record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
Rhythm & Sound,
Isaac Hayes,
Godley & Creme,
Lee Hazlewood,
Outsiders,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Byron Stingily,
cv313,
Hasil Adkins,
Minny Pops,
Rekid,
Circle Jerks,
Crime,
Pussy Galore,
Japan,
The Names,
Oneida,
Hot Snakes,
La Düsseldorf,
Gastr Del Sol,
Nirvana,
Scan 7,
Rapeman,
Donny Hathaway,
Gichy Dan,
the Human League,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lightning Bolt,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Tubeway Army,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Doors,
China Crisis,
The Mojo Men,
The Gladiators,
Newcleus,
Minnie Riperton,
Donald Byrd,
Alice Coltrane,
Malaria!,
Al Stewart,
Marvin Gaye,
X-101,
Country Teasers,
Flipper,
Whodini,
Steve Hackett,
DJ Style,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
New York Dolls,
Marine Girls,
Vainqueur,
Pharoah Sanders,
Deadbeat,
Erasure,
Ralphi Rosario,
Youth Brigade,
John Cale,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Robert Görl,
The Residents,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.