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 Ghana and from London.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Nas to the techno 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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Subhumans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Traffic Nightmare 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Smiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eli Mardock,
Massinfluence,
Oblivians,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Gang Green,
Model 500,
X-101,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Fad Gadget,
Mr. Review,
Malaria!,
Parry Music,
Nils Olav,
Panda Bear,
Moss Icon,
Wings,
The Associates,
Avey Tare,
The Victims,
Kevin Saunderson,
Echospace,
Skriet,
The Selecter,
Sexual Harrassment,
the Association,
The Gap Band,
Marc Almond,
Swell Maps,
The Litter,
The Invisible,
Cybotron,
T. Rex,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Black Moon,
Big Daddy Kane,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ituana,
E-Dancer,
Lou Reed,
B.T. Express,
Little Man,
Cheater Slicks,
The Dirtbombs,
The Doors,
Johnny Osbourne,
La Düsseldorf,
The Red Krayola,
Lightning Bolt,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
FM Einheit,
Underground Resistance,
Vladislav Delay,
Faraquet,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Crime,
Maurizio,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jacob Miller,
Quantec,
John Lydon,
Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound.
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.