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 Malta and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Derrick May to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 UT. All the underground hits.
All The Moody Blues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oblivians,
Procol Harum,
Marine Girls,
Arab on Radar,
Index,
Fear,
World's Most,
H. Thieme,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Cure,
Sonic Youth,
Japan,
The Trojans,
The Last Poets,
Brass Construction,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Cramps,
Rakim,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Litter,
Livin' Joy,
Q and Not U,
The Divine Comedy,
the Swans,
Icehouse,
The Mummies,
The Buckinghams,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Altered Images,
Bootsy Collins,
ABBA,
D'Angelo,
Lucky Dragons,
The Evens,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Dirtbombs,
CMW,
David McCallum,
Soul Sonic Force,
Vainqueur,
Stetsasonic,
the Normal,
Sister Nancy,
Judy Mowatt,
the Sonics,
the Association,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Chris Corsano,
Ronnie Foster,
Drive Like Jehu,
Aaron Thompson,
Nico,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Eric Dolphy,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Metal Thangz,
Bill Near,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
MC5,
Lalo Schifrin,
Tommy Roe,
The Standells,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.
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.