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 Moldova and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ornette Coleman. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kaleidoscope,
Tres Demented,
The Martian,
Moss Icon,
Newcleus,
China Crisis,
Smog,
The Grass Roots,
Robert Hood,
the Bar-Kays,
Harpers Bizarre,
John Cale,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jacob Miller,
Royal Trux,
Rhythm & Sound,
Trumans Water,
Ronnie Foster,
Marmalade,
Cybotron,
The Happenings,
The Dead C,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
MDC,
Roxy Music,
The Sonics,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Brass Construction,
Laurel Aitken,
Sly & The Family Stone,
KRS-One,
Nick Fraelich,
Erasure,
Qualms,
Ituana,
Minny Pops,
the Soft Cell,
The Durutti Column,
Ornette Coleman,
the Germs,
Buzzcocks,
Wings,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Au Pairs,
Terrestrial Tones,
OOIOO,
Black Pus,
Cluster,
Warsaw,
The United States of America,
David McCallum,
Vladislav Delay,
Gil Scott Heron,
Judy Mowatt,
Susan Cadogan,
Sällskapet,
The Fall,
Pantytec,
Shuggie Otis,
Mantronix,
Pulsallama,
Interpol, Interpol, Interpol, Interpol.
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.