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 Solomon Islands and from Glasgow.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Howard Jones to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Marine Girls. All the underground hits.
All Sandy B tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Names 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
Rufus Thomas,
The Black Dice,
Bill Near,
Barrington Levy,
Los Fastidios,
Jawbox,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Zero Boys,
Cymande,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Blues Magoos,
Shoche,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Barracudas,
The New Christs,
Dave Gahan,
Bill Wells,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Count Five,
Kerri Chandler,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Radiohead,
Simply Red,
Hot Snakes,
Amon Düül,
The Gun Club,
Erasure,
Cecil Taylor,
Quadrant,
Ponytail,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Siglo XX,
the Germs,
The Cowsills,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gabor Szabo,
PIL,
Eden Ahbez,
Pagans,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
the Sonics,
The Pretty Things,
10cc,
Clear Light,
Patti Smith,
Vladislav Delay,
Aloha Tigers,
Joey Negro,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kayak,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Monks,
The Invisible,
Fugazi,
Agent Orange,
Camouflage,
Soulsonic Force,
Soul Sonic Force,
Dark Day,
Wings, Wings, Wings, Wings.
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.