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 Sri Lanka and from Edmonton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Supertramp to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shuggie Otis 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin 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?
The Offenders,
Lakeside,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
A Certain Ratio,
Mary Jane Girls,
Camberwell Now,
Little Man,
Severed Heads,
Harpers Bizarre,
Fat Boys,
Quadrant,
Masters at Work,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Boz Scaggs,
Absolute Body Control,
the Soft Cell,
Echospace,
Hoover,
Gang Green,
Alphaville,
Michelle Simonal,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Soulsonic Force,
Marvin Gaye,
Bobby Womack,
Brick,
Matthew Halsall,
James Chance & The Contortions,
ABBA,
DNA,
Be Bop Deluxe,
FM Einheit,
Black Flag,
Warren Ellis,
Technova,
Tropical Tobacco,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Pagans,
Peter and Kerry,
Hardrive,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Popol Vuh,
The Index,
Simply Red,
a-ha,
The Birthday Party,
Skriet,
The Techniques,
Radiopuhelimet,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sugar Minott,
Bill Near,
Tim Buckley,
Godley & Creme,
Scientists,
Marine Girls,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Scan 7,
Lindisfarne,
Yellowson,
Deepchord,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Scratch Acid,
Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel.
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.