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 Norway and from Delhi.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Stetsasonic to the funk 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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
Alice Coltrane,
Roxy Music,
David McCallum,
the Slits,
Stetsasonic,
The Detroit Cobras,
Neu!,
Swell Maps,
Saccharine Trust,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Jeru the Damaja,
Susan Cadogan,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Junior Murvin,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Names,
Donny Hathaway,
Schoolly D,
Erasure,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Fluxion,
Ten City,
Max Romeo,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Pole,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gang of Four,
Second Layer,
Essential Logic,
The Barracudas,
Ornette Coleman,
Mission of Burma,
Siglo XX,
the Bar-Kays,
The Gories,
The New Christs,
Moby Grape,
Absolute Body Control,
Bobby Byrd,
Little Man,
Sun City Girls,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Dead Boys,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Alton Ellis,
Simply Red,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Fugs,
Inner City,
Harry Pussy,
Clear Light,
Steve Hackett,
CMW,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Roy Ayers,
The Busters,
Y Pants,
Surgeon,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.