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 Mexico and from Sao Paulo.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Gong to the crunk 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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Spandau Ballet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lungfish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cameo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
Carl Craig,
the Soft Cell,
The Tremeloes,
Audionom,
Pantaleimon,
Organ,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Roxy Music,
Anakelly,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kurtis Blow,
Mo-Dettes,
The Pretty Things,
Clear Light,
Bill Near,
Surgeon,
MC5,
Lightning Bolt,
Rufus Thomas,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Fortunes,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sugar Minott,
Sixth Finger,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Birthday Party,
The Wake,
Bauhaus,
The Gladiators,
The Gories,
the Human League,
Max Romeo,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Josef K,
Marmalade,
Basic Channel,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bronski Beat,
Jesper Dahlback,
Cameo,
Yaz,
Section 25,
Harmonia,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Hot Snakes,
KRS-One,
Grauzone,
Cluster,
Ultimate Spinach,
David Axelrod,
Joyce Sims,
Babytalk,
Fela Kuti,
The Raincoats,
Gang of Four,
Reagan Youth,
Gabor Szabo,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Black Flag,
Ultra Naté,
Das Ding,
Procol Harum,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.