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 Tonga and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Eric Copeland to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All Sixth Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arcadia,
10cc,
Aloha Tigers,
Clear Light,
The Remains,
Icehouse,
The Sound,
Make Up,
a-ha,
Robert Hood,
Sun City Girls,
Echospace,
The Gladiators,
The Pretty Things,
James White and The Blacks,
In Retrospect,
MDC,
The Neon Judgement,
Black Pus,
Matthew Halsall,
Bronski Beat,
Mad Mike,
Crooked Eye,
Harpers Bizarre,
Dennis Brown,
Bang On A Can,
Barrington Levy,
Maurizio,
Sex Pistols,
Circle Jerks,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pierre Henry,
Panda Bear,
Babytalk,
The Buckinghams,
Saccharine Trust,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Eddi Front,
The Grass Roots,
Kerri Chandler,
Lucky Dragons,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Germs,
Black Flag,
The Searchers,
John Holt,
Negative Approach,
Tears for Fears,
The Selecter,
Skarface,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Eli Mardock,
Flamin' Groovies,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Danielle Patucci,
The Sonics,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Toni Rubio,
Niagra,
The Misunderstood,
Delon & Dalcan,
Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes.
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.