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 Guinea and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 Bremen and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Michelle Simonal 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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All The United States of America tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Clear Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
The Human League,
Morten Harket,
kango's stein massive,
Nico,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Anakelly,
The Slackers,
DJ Style,
Black Sheep,
Junior Murvin,
Tres Demented,
Byron Stingily,
Moss Icon,
Darondo,
Franke,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Unrelated Segments,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Harmonia,
FM Einheit,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The New Christs,
Pet Shop Boys,
Eddi Front,
June Days,
Television Personalities,
Japan,
Dave Gahan,
Cameo,
AZ,
The Vogues,
Ultravox,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Associates,
The Searchers,
Lower 48,
The Monochrome Set,
Bill Near,
Tomorrow,
Neil Young,
Desert Stars,
Kayak,
Rod Modell,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Durutti Column,
Jacques Brel,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Eric Dolphy,
The Gap Band,
Henry Cow,
Easy Going,
Amon Düül,
Suicide,
The Barracudas,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Thee Headcoats,
Lakeside,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Y Pants,
Dark Day,
Depeche Mode,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.