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 Kenya and from Philadelphia.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lyon.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Wolf Eyes to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Nik Kershaw. All the underground hits.
All Moby Grape tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days 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 a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gerry Rafferty,
8 Eyed Spy,
Brick,
Index,
Half Japanese,
Duran Duran,
The Mummies,
Japan,
Technova,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Index,
Spoonie Gee,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Divine Comedy,
Arab on Radar,
Absolute Body Control,
Unwound,
Suicide,
Eddi Front,
Faust,
Erasure,
Lyres,
Brothers Johnson,
Joey Negro,
Tim Buckley,
Funky Four + One,
Moss Icon,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Blues Magoos,
Babytalk,
Fear,
One Last Wish,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Gang of Four,
Michelle Simonal,
Anakelly,
Joensuu 1685,
U.S. Maple,
Stetsasonic,
John Foxx,
Colin Newman,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Agitation Free,
Piero Umiliani,
Los Fastidios,
Dorothy Ashby,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Grass Roots,
Idris Muhammad,
Warren Ellis,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Eurythmics,
Fugazi,
Jeff Lynne,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Johnny Clarke,
Toni Rubio,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Vogues,
Crash Course in Science,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.