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 Papua New Guinea and from Edmonton.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Joe Smooth to the crunk 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 The Monks. All the underground hits.
All This Heat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mission of Burma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Newcleus,
AZ,
Banda Bassotti,
Howard Jones,
Mission of Burma,
Roxette,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sarah Menescal,
Sound Behaviour,
The Sound,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Godley & Creme,
Mandrill,
Liliput,
Country Teasers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Intrusion,
The Techniques,
Michelle Simonal,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Chris Corsano,
X-102,
Spoonie Gee,
Goldenarms,
Minnie Riperton,
The Zeros,
Con Funk Shun,
Gabor Szabo,
Nico,
Glenn Branca,
Terrestrial Tones,
Blake Baxter,
Deepchord,
Au Pairs,
New Age Steppers,
CMW,
The Pop Group,
Lindisfarne,
China Crisis,
Quando Quango,
DJ Sneak,
Charles Mingus,
Marine Girls,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Funky Four + One,
Idris Muhammad,
The Dirtbombs,
F. McDonald,
The Smiths,
Ornette Coleman,
Black Bananas,
Adolescents,
Public Image Ltd.,
cv313,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Camberwell Now,
The Seeds,
Janne Schatter,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sex Pistols,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.