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 Algeria and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and New York.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the guitar 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 Masters at Work to the rock 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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All Boredoms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Interpol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minny Pops record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Trojans,
Joensuu 1685,
The Gories,
DJ Sneak,
The Index,
Fluxion,
Stetsasonic,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Dirtbombs,
Thompson Twins,
Aural Exciters,
Slick Rick,
Basic Channel,
Dual Sessions,
Minny Pops,
Drexciya,
The Moleskins,
The Angels of Light,
Josef K,
Chris & Cosey,
Groovy Waters,
Dorothy Ashby,
Erasure,
Kayak,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Mandrill,
Al Stewart,
The Standells,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
10cc,
Skriet,
Soul Sonic Force,
One Last Wish,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Infiniti,
Tropical Tobacco,
Traffic Nightmare,
Unwound,
Cybotron,
Dark Day,
Terrestrial Tones,
Jeff Lynne,
Wings,
The Tremeloes,
48th St. Collective,
Pere Ubu,
Graham Central Station,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Flipper,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bill Wells,
Johnny Osbourne,
Aaron Thompson,
The Techniques,
Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall.
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.