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 Niger and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Motions to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Hoover. All the underground hits.
All Malaria! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Saccharine Trust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Walker Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Audionom,
Icehouse,
Marc Almond,
Deepchord,
Suburban Knight,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Todd Terry,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
UT,
Flipper,
Saccharine Trust,
Motorama,
Delon & Dalcan,
ABBA,
The Misunderstood,
the Bar-Kays,
Basic Channel,
Andrew Hill,
The Residents,
Beasts of Bourbon,
X-101,
Rakim,
Trumans Water,
Young Marble Giants,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Negative Approach,
The Trojans,
Graham Central Station,
Dawn Penn,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Aaron Thompson,
Buzzcocks,
B.T. Express,
Ronan,
Ludus,
Josef K,
Scratch Acid,
Freddie Wadling,
Minor Threat,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Masters at Work,
Heaven 17,
The Divine Comedy,
The Walker Brothers,
The Cramps,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
John Coltrane,
the Germs,
Hot Snakes,
Funky Four + One,
Peter and Kerry,
Black Bananas,
The Victims,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Neil Young,
Sonny Sharrock,
Johnny Clarke,
Bad Manners,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum.
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.