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 Comoros and from New York.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Soft Cell to the jazz 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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All Ronnie Foster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ken Boothe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alphaville record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echospace,
Brand Nubian,
Visage,
Isaac Hayes,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sun City Girls,
Crash Course in Science,
Depeche Mode,
Kool Moe Dee,
Index,
Soft Machine,
Youth Brigade,
Technova,
Procol Harum,
Ultra Naté,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Cure,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Toasters,
Aloha Tigers,
Radiopuhelimet,
Barbara Tucker,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
48th St. Collective,
Liliput,
Gong,
Q65,
The Selecter,
The Slits,
Rotary Connection,
The Leaves,
Piero Umiliani,
Unwound,
T. Rex,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ituana,
Eric B and Rakim,
Buzzcocks,
The Moleskins,
FM Einheit,
Sixth Finger,
Marvin Gaye,
Essential Logic,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Durutti Column,
Be Bop Deluxe,
the Bar-Kays,
Supertramp,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Negative Approach,
PIL,
Eden Ahbez,
Skarface,
Stockholm Monsters,
Desert Stars,
Charles Mingus,
Don Cherry,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman.
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.