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 Monaco and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Crime to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Brothers Johnson. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bad Manners record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Mark Hollis,
Laurel Aitken,
Wally Richardson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jeff Lynne,
Scratch Acid,
Tres Demented,
Crime,
The Human League,
Banda Bassotti,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Minny Pops,
Pulsallama,
Wire,
Stockholm Monsters,
Skriet,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Colin Newman,
Marine Girls,
The Grass Roots,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pet Shop Boys,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Black Flag,
E-Dancer,
Saccharine Trust,
Anthony Braxton,
Reagan Youth,
Q65,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Amon Düül II,
Carl Craig,
China Crisis,
the Soft Cell,
Khruangbin,
Rites of Spring,
The Gap Band,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Seeds,
Scion,
The Blackbyrds,
Bronski Beat,
Fluxion,
AZ,
H. Thieme,
Delta 5,
Iggy Pop,
the Germs,
Byron Stingily,
Juan Atkins,
Fat Boys,
Make Up,
Ludus,
Inner City,
The Electric Prunes,
New York Dolls,
Dennis Brown,
Faraquet,
Black Sheep,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity, Roy Ayers Ubiquity.
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.