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 Jordan and from Philadelphia.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Halifax.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Zapp to the funk 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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All Michelle Simonal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boz Scaggs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Searchers,
Danielle Patucci,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Stereo Dub,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Roxy Music,
The Sound,
Roger Hodgson,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bluetip,
The Gories,
The Pop Group,
Negative Approach,
Technova,
Chrome,
Faraquet,
X-Ray Spex,
Peter & Gordon,
The Slackers,
These Immortal Souls,
The Doors,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Surgeon,
Electric Prunes,
Jacques Brel,
Mantronix,
Heaven 17,
Sam Rivers,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Quantec,
Soulsonic Force,
Q65,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Donny Hathaway,
Gong,
Cal Tjader,
U.S. Maple,
Siglo XX,
Pet Shop Boys,
Skaos,
Simply Red,
Spandau Ballet,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Aswad,
Fatback Band,
Todd Rundgren,
Steve Hackett,
Eve St. Jones,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
F. McDonald,
The Monks,
The Black Dice,
Colin Newman,
Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis.
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.