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 Albania and from Manchester.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and New York.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 These Immortal Souls to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Offenders. All the underground hits.
All Motorama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every One Last Wish 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mo-Dettes,
The Dirtbombs,
Bootsy Collins,
Gong,
The Music Machine,
The Skatalites,
Pantytec,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Jacob Miller,
The Smoke,
This Heat,
Peter & Gordon,
David McCallum,
Mantronix,
The Gories,
Suicide,
Blake Baxter,
Magma,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sugar Minott,
Thee Headcoats,
LL Cool J,
Kaleidoscope,
Quando Quango,
Minnie Riperton,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Detroit Cobras,
Rhythm & Sound,
Metal Thangz,
Supertramp,
Byron Stingily,
Black Bananas,
Motorama,
Ten City,
OOIOO,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Circle Jerks,
Kas Product,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Evens,
Erasure,
Eli Mardock,
Harry Pussy,
Eric Dolphy,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Mandrill,
Con Funk Shun,
MDC,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Public Image Ltd.,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Tremeloes,
A Certain Ratio,
Avey Tare,
In Retrospect,
Gerry Rafferty,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Kinks,
Isaac Hayes,
Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket.
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.