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 Colombia and from Taipei.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Michael McDonald 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 The Human League to the rock 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 The Fire Engines. All the underground hits.
All Tres Demented tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arthur Verocai record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultravox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Joey Negro,
Gang Green,
Rotary Connection,
The American Breed,
The Pretty Things,
In Retrospect,
Bill Wells,
Technova,
LL Cool J,
Kenny Larkin,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Robert Wyatt,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Intrusion,
Absolute Body Control,
One Last Wish,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
David McCallum,
Sparks,
Masters at Work,
Outsiders,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kerri Chandler,
Lucky Dragons,
Matthew Halsall,
Camberwell Now,
Icehouse,
Talk Talk,
Skriet,
Groovy Waters,
Zapp,
Arab on Radar,
Lou Reed,
Ultravox,
Traffic Nightmare,
Malaria!,
CMW,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Saccharine Trust,
Deadbeat,
Aloha Tigers,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Second Layer,
Stetsasonic,
Duran Duran,
Fluxion,
Moss Icon,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Grauzone,
Ten City,
Iggy Pop,
The Tremeloes,
Warsaw,
Radiopuhelimet,
Jeff Mills,
Roy Ayers,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Brothers Johnson,
The Fortunes,
Smog, Smog, Smog, Smog.
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.