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 Slovenia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 güiro 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 Peter and Kerry to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Five Americans. All the underground hits.
All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Beau Brummels record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
The Gories,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Crispy Ambulance,
Kas Product,
Donny Hathaway,
The Wake,
The Doobie Brothers,
Godley & Creme,
T. Rex,
Oblivians,
Mr. Review,
The Black Dice,
Lee Hazlewood,
Scion,
Masters at Work,
The Happenings,
Freddie Wadling,
Ken Boothe,
The Shadows of Knight,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Pretty Things,
Piero Umiliani,
Soft Machine,
Eddi Front,
China Crisis,
DJ Style,
R.M.O.,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Matthew Halsall,
The Leaves,
Bang On A Can,
Easy Going,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Kenny Larkin,
Y Pants,
Chris & Cosey,
the Human League,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Malaria!,
Depeche Mode,
Harpers Bizarre,
Spandau Ballet,
X-101,
Arcadia,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Basic Channel,
Marshall Jefferson,
Nik Kershaw,
Aloha Tigers,
Black Flag,
The American Breed,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Real Kids,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bootsy Collins,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pet Shop Boys,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Barclay James Harvest,
Index, Index, Index, Index.
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.