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 Slovenia and from Salvador.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 theremin 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 Toni Rubio to the grime 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 Nik Kershaw. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alison Limerick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Velvet Underground,
The Toasters,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Fire Engines,
AZ,
Reagan Youth,
Japan,
Sugar Minott,
Peter & Gordon,
China Crisis,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Alton Ellis,
Cymande,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Fad Gadget,
La Düsseldorf,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Nik Kershaw,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Curtis Mayfield,
Susan Cadogan,
Sixth Finger,
Main Source,
Roxette,
Zero Boys,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Isaac Hayes,
Fugazi,
The Seeds,
Fear,
Nas,
Rekid,
Marvin Gaye,
Cecil Taylor,
8 Eyed Spy,
Zapp,
Deakin,
Urselle,
Radio Birdman,
Marc Almond,
Rotary Connection,
Derrick May,
The Kinks,
Lalo Schifrin,
Kayak,
Lightning Bolt,
X-101,
The Black Dice,
Quantec,
Agent Orange,
Michelle Simonal,
Unrelated Segments,
Underground Resistance,
Avey Tare,
Magma,
The Dave Clark Five,
Tomorrow,
Oneida,
The Red Krayola,
Robert Görl,
Eddi Front,
Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy.
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.