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 Guinea and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 The Chocolate Watch Band to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yellowson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amazonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Trumans Water,
Janne Schatter,
Nirvana,
Neu!,
Flamin' Groovies,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Monks,
Dennis Brown,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Metal Thangz,
Cabaret Voltaire,
New Order,
Mission of Burma,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Happenings,
The Names,
The Doors,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Arab on Radar,
Lebanon Hanover,
Girls At Our Best!,
Reuben Wilson,
The Walker Brothers,
Siglo XX,
Barry Ungar,
Black Sheep,
Fat Boys,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Letta Mbulu,
The Mojo Men,
The Real Kids,
Archie Shepp,
Agent Orange,
Scott Walker,
8 Eyed Spy,
cv313,
Freddie Wadling,
Ice-T,
Ronan,
DJ Sneak,
Toni Rubio,
Dawn Penn,
Crispy Ambulance,
Althea and Donna,
Cameo,
Black Moon,
Max Romeo,
Deadbeat,
Model 500,
Lungfish,
Eric B and Rakim,
Shuggie Otis,
Mantronix,
Derrick May,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Pagans,
The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine.
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.