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 Samoa and from Halifax.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Neu! to the crunk 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 Maleditus Sound. All the underground hits.
All PIL tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mummies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Morten Harket record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Black Bananas,
Y Pants,
X-102,
Dennis Brown,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Buckinghams,
Q and Not U,
Mad Mike,
The J.B.'s,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Moleskins,
Joey Negro,
The Raincoats,
Accadde A,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Janne Schatter,
Al Stewart,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Infiniti,
Altered Images,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Doors,
The Cure,
The Moody Blues,
Q65,
The Angels of Light,
Vainqueur,
The Martian,
K-Klass,
Idris Muhammad,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Minor Threat,
The Motions,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pere Ubu,
Radiohead,
Lightning Bolt,
Liliput,
Peter & Gordon,
Jeff Mills,
Bill Near,
the Swans,
Outsiders,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lee Hazlewood,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Flesh Eaters,
Roxette,
Unrelated Segments,
Adolescents,
Stereo Dub,
The Pretty Things,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Kayak,
Bush Tetras,
Scott Walker,
Tres Demented,
Wolf Eyes,
the Bar-Kays,
Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru.
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.