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 Tuvalu and from Johannesburg.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Ituana. All the underground hits.
All The Searchers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every KRS-One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a UT record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Von Mondo,
Sarah Menescal,
Reagan Youth,
Quando Quango,
The Residents,
Ludus,
Yazoo,
The United States of America,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Doobie Brothers,
Jimmy McGriff,
Main Source,
Tom Boy,
Unrelated Segments,
Arthur Verocai,
Donald Byrd,
Eric Copeland,
Dave Gahan,
Franke,
Henry Cow,
Chris & Cosey,
The Slackers,
Maleditus Sound,
The Velvet Underground,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Kinks,
The Birthday Party,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Spandau Ballet,
B.T. Express,
Ultravox,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Juan Atkins,
Eden Ahbez,
Tomorrow,
Arab on Radar,
Malaria!,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ornette Coleman,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Joensuu 1685,
Nico,
Tubeway Army,
Whodini,
John Lydon,
The Standells,
Aswad,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Radiohead,
Fluxion,
Mission of Burma,
Scientists,
Derrick May,
Simply Red,
Thee Headcoats,
Lakeside,
Bobby Byrd,
Judy Mowatt,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Golliwogs,
Delta 5,
Gong, Gong, Gong, Gong.
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.