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 Bahamas and from Mumbai.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the snare 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 Fugs to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Susan Cadogan. All the underground hits.
All LL Cool J tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Music Machine 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Inner City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
The Gories,
Piero Umiliani,
Warsaw,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Minor Threat,
The Remains,
X-Ray Spex,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Max Romeo,
Dead Boys,
Don Cherry,
Sandy B,
The Golliwogs,
Metal Thangz,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lalo Schifrin,
Von Mondo,
Inner City,
The Zeros,
Pagans,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
FM Einheit,
Deadbeat,
The Detroit Cobras,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Wasted Youth,
the Swans,
The Saints,
Nick Fraelich,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Swell Maps,
Marvin Gaye,
Angry Samoans,
Country Teasers,
The Seeds,
Urselle,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Star Department,
The Cowsills,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Joe Smooth,
Ronnie Foster,
Pylon,
Glambeats Corp.,
Prince Buster,
Connie Case,
Suicide,
Eric B and Rakim,
Cybotron,
The Young Rascals,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Theoretical Girls,
Trumans Water,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Alarm Clocks,
Aaron Thompson,
Sex Pistols,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.