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 Belgium and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Black Sheep to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All Bill Near tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Steve Hackett 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Image Ltd.,
The Count Five,
kango's stein massive,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Smoke,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Deadbeat,
Robert Hood,
Lindisfarne,
New Order,
Delta 5,
The Sound,
Radio Birdman,
Echospace,
Lucky Dragons,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Youth Brigade,
Bronski Beat,
Lee Hazlewood,
Letta Mbulu,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Aural Exciters,
Blancmange,
Aloha Tigers,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lalann,
Organ,
Mark Hollis,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Index,
Soul II Soul,
Archie Shepp,
Shuggie Otis,
Robert Görl,
a-ha,
Donny Hathaway,
The Wake,
Lightning Bolt,
The Pop Group,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sex Pistols,
Bill Near,
Man Parrish,
Peter & Gordon,
Neil Young,
The Dave Clark Five,
Smog,
Aaron Thompson,
Stetsasonic,
Wings,
Rotary Connection,
Subhumans,
Ronnie Foster,
Skarface,
Slick Rick,
Scrapy,
Japan,
Ten City,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.