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 Ireland and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Matthew Bourne 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 Tubeway Army. All the underground hits.
All Con Funk Shun tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Judy Mowatt,
Lalann,
Jeff Lynne,
the Fania All-Stars,
Gang Green,
Swell Maps,
Zero Boys,
Television,
Essential Logic,
Visage,
Chrome,
Vainqueur,
The Offenders,
Grauzone,
Deakin,
The Smiths,
Donny Hathaway,
New Age Steppers,
Urselle,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sarah Menescal,
Cheater Slicks,
One Last Wish,
Moebius,
Thompson Twins,
Fela Kuti,
Pierre Henry,
Steve Hackett,
The Buckinghams,
Suicide,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Josef K,
Marc Almond,
Minutemen,
The Cure,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
OOIOO,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Royal Trux,
The Trojans,
Frankie Knuckles,
Spoonie Gee,
Skaos,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Junior Murvin,
Sun City Girls,
Magma,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The New Christs,
Flamin' Groovies,
Fat Boys,
Bobby Sherman,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Real Kids,
Dark Day,
Aloha Tigers,
Model 500,
H. Thieme,
Aural Exciters,
Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja.
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.