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 Bolivia and from London.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Heaven 17 to the punk 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Stooges record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
The Associates,
Magazine,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
PIL,
Michelle Simonal,
Idris Muhammad,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Moby Grape,
Nirvana,
Neu!,
Tres Demented,
The Durutti Column,
Intrusion,
Laurel Aitken,
Anakelly,
Minny Pops,
Siglo XX,
Radiopuhelimet,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Spandau Ballet,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Black Moon,
D'Angelo,
The Selecter,
Connie Case,
Hot Snakes,
The Monochrome Set,
Dawn Penn,
Hashim,
The Names,
Aaron Thompson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Schoolly D,
Rod Modell,
Grey Daturas,
Bobby Womack,
Newcleus,
The Human League,
The Golliwogs,
Soulsonic Force,
Janne Schatter,
Kerrie Biddell,
Flipper,
Frankie Knuckles,
Colin Newman,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lalo Schifrin,
Quando Quango,
Warren Ellis,
Zapp,
Yaz,
The Tremeloes,
The Wake,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Severed Heads,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sexual Harrassment,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.