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 Slovakia and from Stockholm.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Robert Hood to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Can. All the underground hits.
All Arcadia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pussy Galore record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wally Richardson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scan 7,
the Bar-Kays,
The Gories,
The Raincoats,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Isaac Hayes,
Glambeats Corp.,
Hashim,
The Monochrome Set,
The Fortunes,
Goldenarms,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Robert Wyatt,
Brothers Johnson,
T.S.O.L.,
Terry Callier,
Roxette,
Dual Sessions,
Scott Walker,
FM Einheit,
Trumans Water,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Tropical Tobacco,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sandy B,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Quantec,
David McCallum,
Tom Boy,
Neil Young,
Howard Jones,
Dennis Brown,
Gang Gang Dance,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Tomorrow,
Marvin Gaye,
Delta 5,
Wings,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Josef K,
Eddi Front,
Kenny Larkin,
Bauhaus,
Mad Mike,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Jesper Dahlback,
Urselle,
Crime,
Lucky Dragons,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lou Christie,
New Age Steppers,
Ludus,
Altered Images,
Sound Behaviour,
The Move,
Camberwell Now,
Ultra Naté,
June of 44,
Interpol,
Zapp,
The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids.
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.