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 Burundi and from New York.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the oboe 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 Make Up to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 DJ Sneak. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Skatalites record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Popol Vuh,
Dead Boys,
Bush Tetras,
Sixth Finger,
Michelle Simonal,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bob Dylan,
Mantronix,
Isaac Hayes,
Grey Daturas,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Radiopuhelimet,
Brass Construction,
The Grass Roots,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ten City,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Man Eating Sloth,
Mandrill,
Outsiders,
ABBA,
John Foxx,
Harpers Bizarre,
Zero Boys,
Young Marble Giants,
the Normal,
Bizarre Inc.,
Los Fastidios,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Prince Buster,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Camouflage,
In Retrospect,
The Gap Band,
Faraquet,
Sonic Youth,
Ken Boothe,
Harry Pussy,
The Standells,
John Coltrane,
Aaron Thompson,
Liliput,
Accadde A,
The Toasters,
Dark Day,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Stetsasonic,
Janne Schatter,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Severed Heads,
Duran Duran,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Matthew Halsall,
10cc,
Andrew Hill,
Kaleidoscope,
Amon Düül II,
The Motions,
Lou Christie,
Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon.
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.