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 Benin and from Johannesburg.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 güiro 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 Hoover to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Spandau Ballet. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Lydon 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oblivians,
Average White Band,
Wire,
Dead Boys,
Unwound,
Faust,
Graham Central Station,
Spandau Ballet,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Brothers Johnson,
Marshall Jefferson,
Pharoah Sanders,
Television,
Young Marble Giants,
The Moody Blues,
Wasted Youth,
Lou Christie,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Stockholm Monsters,
Kas Product,
Groovy Waters,
Marine Girls,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
48th St. Collective,
The Slackers,
DJ Style,
Sam Rivers,
ABBA,
Make Up,
Easy Going,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Blake Baxter,
Mars,
U.S. Maple,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Arthur Verocai,
Tommy Roe,
Shuggie Otis,
Flipper,
Joensuu 1685,
Urselle,
Pet Shop Boys,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Ponytail,
The Monochrome Set,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Happenings,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Evens,
Freddie Wadling,
8 Eyed Spy,
Fat Boys,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bobby Byrd,
Slick Rick,
Robert Wyatt,
Fatback Band,
John Cale,
Brass Construction,
The Gories,
Ice-T,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.