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 Iceland and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 theremin 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 Sparks to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Doors. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funkadelic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fela Kuti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pagans,
David Bowie,
The Moody Blues,
E-Dancer,
Guru Guru,
10cc,
Trumans Water,
cv313,
The Neon Judgement,
The Tremeloes,
Anthony Braxton,
Chris Corsano,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Trojans,
Aural Exciters,
Oneida,
The Cure,
Moebius,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Index,
The Victims,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Public Image Ltd.,
FM Einheit,
Jacob Miller,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Moss Icon,
The Monochrome Set,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sparks,
The Velvet Underground,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Swell Maps,
Nick Fraelich,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Rotary Connection,
Wasted Youth,
The Sound,
In Retrospect,
the Slits,
Sonic Youth,
Goldenarms,
Supertramp,
David Axelrod,
Siglo XX,
Whodini,
Marvin Gaye,
Scrapy,
Todd Rundgren,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Malaria!,
Rekid,
Hashim,
Johnny Clarke,
The Fortunes,
Dead Boys,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Brothers Johnson,
The Doors,
Derrick Morgan,
The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column.
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.