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 India and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 chamberlin 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 Magma to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Tremeloes. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Mills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Smiths,
Lalann,
The Fire Engines,
8 Eyed Spy,
One Last Wish,
Country Teasers,
Ludus,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Eli Mardock,
Kenny Larkin,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Nick Fraelich,
Das Ding,
Peter and Kerry,
Soft Cell,
Joensuu 1685,
Crispian St. Peters,
Blossom Toes,
Swans,
Sexual Harrassment,
Livin' Joy,
cv313,
Joe Smooth,
Rotary Connection,
New Age Steppers,
The Music Machine,
Stiv Bators,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Heaven 17,
Sixth Finger,
Black Pus,
Dual Sessions,
Hot Snakes,
Soul II Soul,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Blake Baxter,
Nas,
Eric Copeland,
Tim Buckley,
The Flesh Eaters,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lou Christie,
The Fortunes,
Popol Vuh,
Saccharine Trust,
the Normal,
Guru Guru,
Pet Shop Boys,
Funky Four + One,
The Toasters,
The Wake,
Erykah Badu,
Leonard Cohen,
Ossler,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Talk Talk,
Groovy Waters,
Moss Icon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Au Pairs,
Scientists, Scientists, Scientists, Scientists.
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.