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 Tuvalu and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 organ 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 Japan to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Bootsy's Rubber Band. All the underground hits.
All Marc Almond tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brothers Johnson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Almond record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joyce Sims,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bob Dylan,
Visage,
Fluxion,
Goldenarms,
One Last Wish,
The Buckinghams,
Graham Central Station,
Brand Nubian,
The Raincoats,
Public Image Ltd.,
Deakin,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Pierre Henry,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Stockholm Monsters,
Dark Day,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Crooked Eye,
The J.B.'s,
T. Rex,
Donald Byrd,
Sam Rivers,
Ten City,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Susan Cadogan,
Skaos,
Slick Rick,
The Busters,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Birthday Party,
Blossom Toes,
This Heat,
Rekid,
Ultra Naté,
Howard Jones,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Lightning Bolt,
Eurythmics,
Average White Band,
Black Sheep,
John Coltrane,
Skriet,
Quando Quango,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ultravox,
Max Romeo,
EPMD,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ornette Coleman,
Radio Birdman,
Soul II Soul,
The Smoke,
Shuggie Otis,
Josef K,
The Tremeloes,
Moss Icon,
Tim Buckley,
The Doors,
Dave Gahan,
Moby Grape,
The Gladiators,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.