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 Haiti and from Paris.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 chamberlin 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 Sun City Girls to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Bronski Beat. All the underground hits.
All These Immortal Souls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Angels of Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thompson Twins,
Essential Logic,
E-Dancer,
Joe Finger,
the Germs,
Japan,
Soft Machine,
Zapp,
Inner City,
Animal Collective,
The Cowsills,
Kenny Larkin,
Shoche,
Young Marble Giants,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dawn Penn,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Unrelated Segments,
Main Source,
Amazonics,
The Stooges,
Gang Green,
The Golliwogs,
H. Thieme,
Lalann,
Stiv Bators,
Gang Starr,
Tropical Tobacco,
Fad Gadget,
Bootsy Collins,
Deakin,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sex Pistols,
Stetsasonic,
Rhythm & Sound,
Freddie Wadling,
The Sound,
cv313,
The Young Rascals,
Accadde A,
The Motions,
Pole,
Yusef Lateef,
These Immortal Souls,
Danielle Patucci,
Fluxion,
Mission of Burma,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sun Ra,
The Pretty Things,
Roy Ayers,
Barry Ungar,
Charles Mingus,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Bad Manners,
Eli Mardock,
Johnny Osbourne,
A Certain Ratio,
Swans,
Gong,
The Selecter,
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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.