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 Syria and from Seoul.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Mojo Men to the crunk 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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet 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 Fania All-Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
Kas Product,
The Smoke,
Tim Buckley,
Hasil Adkins,
Smog,
Neu!,
Quantec,
Chris & Cosey,
Eric B and Rakim,
Byron Stingily,
New York Dolls,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ponytail,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Negative Approach,
The Doors,
Archie Shepp,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Heaven 17,
Roxette,
This Heat,
The Busters,
Japan,
Lakeside,
Sexual Harrassment,
The J.B.'s,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Duran Duran,
Trumans Water,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Move,
Kaleidoscope,
Don Cherry,
Lou Reed,
Ituana,
Joe Smooth,
The Human League,
Soft Cell,
Chrome,
Rites of Spring,
Model 500,
Eric Dolphy,
T.S.O.L.,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Tremeloes,
Lou Christie,
Moss Icon,
Masters at Work,
E-Dancer,
JFA,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Marmalade,
Eurythmics,
The Gap Band,
Kenny Larkin,
Suburban Knight,
the Bar-Kays,
Reagan Youth,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.