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 Slovenia and from Columbus.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Talk Talk to the punk 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 Spandau Ballet. All the underground hits.
All Rod Modell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moody Blues 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Simply Red record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Scan 7,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Unrelated Segments,
Dark Day,
Zero Boys,
Theoretical Girls,
EPMD,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
New Age Steppers,
The Residents,
The Wake,
Cecil Taylor,
Bobby Womack,
The Birthday Party,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Echospace,
The Fall,
The Durutti Column,
Ituana,
Michelle Simonal,
Marc Almond,
Matthew Bourne,
Dennis Brown,
Pagans,
The Gladiators,
the Normal,
Henry Cow,
Aloha Tigers,
the Sonics,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
David Axelrod,
Dave Gahan,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Marvin Gaye,
Eric Copeland,
Joe Smooth,
Soulsonic Force,
Avey Tare,
Shuggie Otis,
Yellowson,
Nirvana,
June of 44,
Crime,
Sly & The Family Stone,
John Cale,
The Knickerbockers,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Last Poets,
Qualms,
The Sonics,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Inner City,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Junior Murvin,
Jeff Lynne,
Thompson Twins,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
T.S.O.L.,
Little Man,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat.
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.