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 Palau and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All Ice-T tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mo-Dettes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ultra Naté,
The Gap Band,
Royal Trux,
Don Cherry,
The Divine Comedy,
Eric Dolphy,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
David Axelrod,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
In Retrospect,
Skarface,
Shoche,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Fortunes,
Interpol,
The Selecter,
Stetsasonic,
Mary Jane Girls,
Electric Prunes,
Sällskapet,
the Fania All-Stars,
Gil Scott Heron,
Black Pus,
Negative Approach,
The Names,
Flamin' Groovies,
Massinfluence,
Swans,
Franke,
Eve St. Jones,
8 Eyed Spy,
Gang Green,
The Human League,
Sam Rivers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gerry Rafferty,
Inner City,
The Remains,
Tres Demented,
The Move,
L. Decosne,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Warren Ellis,
Simply Red,
Soft Cell,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Fat Boys,
Johnny Osbourne,
Roy Ayers,
Boredoms,
Joe Finger,
The Red Krayola,
The Music Machine,
The Motions,
The Barracudas,
Toni Rubio,
Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed.
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.