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 South Sudan and from Hong Kong.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Agent Orange to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Ultravox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a U.S. Maple 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?
Unrelated Segments,
Soulsonic Force,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Whodini,
Ronan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Livin' Joy,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Slick Rick,
Soft Machine,
The Monks,
The Standells,
Althea and Donna,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Pop Group,
Smog,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Black Moon,
DJ Style,
The Misunderstood,
Lindisfarne,
The Electric Prunes,
Toni Rubio,
48th St. Collective,
Soul II Soul,
John Holt,
Siglo XX,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Residents,
Von Mondo,
a-ha,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kerri Chandler,
Hasil Adkins,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ornette Coleman,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Dorothy Ashby,
Darondo,
Symarip,
Simply Red,
UT,
Stereo Dub,
The Dead C,
Hashim,
Quantec,
Derrick May,
Marvin Gaye,
Flipper,
Joe Smooth,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sparks,
Yusef Lateef,
Gang of Four,
Zero Boys,
The Count Five,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark.
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.