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 Denmark and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 Mumbai and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Ultravox to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Magazine. All the underground hits.
All Wings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jawbox record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Morten Harket record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott Heron,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Jesper Dahlback,
Matthew Halsall,
Pantaleimon,
Trumans Water,
Kas Product,
Peter & Gordon,
Bang On A Can,
The Smiths,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Gladiators,
Quadrant,
Make Up,
Amon Düül II,
The Gap Band,
Jeff Lynne,
One Last Wish,
X-Ray Spex,
K-Klass,
The Gun Club,
Matthew Bourne,
Lalo Schifrin,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sun Ra,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Pantytec,
Wasted Youth,
Banda Bassotti,
New Age Steppers,
Sound Behaviour,
Godley & Creme,
Sällskapet,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Outsiders,
Crime,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Golliwogs,
Chris & Cosey,
Nirvana,
Ronan,
Grandmaster Flash,
Eve St. Jones,
Harpers Bizarre,
Slave,
Monolake,
the Sonics,
The Modern Lovers,
the Normal,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Trojans,
Amazonics,
Yusef Lateef,
Pole,
Andrew Hill,
X-102,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.