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 Bahamas and from London.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Gang Green to the crunk 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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin 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 mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ultravox,
The Vogues,
Faust,
Q and Not U,
The Moleskins,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Soul II Soul,
Flipper,
Pere Ubu,
Lee Hazlewood,
Anakelly,
Saccharine Trust,
Basic Channel,
Khruangbin,
Lou Christie,
Deadbeat,
Max Romeo,
Todd Terry,
Fat Boys,
Juan Atkins,
Leonard Cohen,
Soft Machine,
The Human League,
Vainqueur,
Hot Snakes,
Chris Corsano,
In Retrospect,
Marc Almond,
Excepter,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Terrestrial Tones,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kenny Larkin,
Nirvana,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Music Machine,
Arthur Verocai,
Maurizio,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sound Behaviour,
Technova,
Model 500,
Aural Exciters,
Aaron Thompson,
Jeff Lynne,
Crash Course in Science,
Toni Rubio,
Masters at Work,
Marvin Gaye,
James White and The Blacks,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Idris Muhammad,
The Monks,
Grauzone,
Henry Cow,
FM Einheit,
The Grass Roots,
Severed Heads,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lyres,
Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control.
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.