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 Kenya and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Joey Negro to the techno 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 Public Enemy. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scientists record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Erasure,
The Real Kids,
Schoolly D,
Qualms,
Soul II Soul,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Dave Gahan,
Lou Christie,
Steve Hackett,
Theoretical Girls,
Eddi Front,
June of 44,
Maleditus Sound,
The Monochrome Set,
The Sonics,
Rites of Spring,
Make Up,
Sparks,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Darondo,
Joe Finger,
Amazonics,
Charles Mingus,
Youth Brigade,
The Tremeloes,
Nirvana,
Glenn Branca,
Blancmange,
Scion,
Electric Prunes,
Dead Boys,
The Trojans,
Thompson Twins,
The Busters,
Don Cherry,
The Gladiators,
Black Flag,
Grauzone,
The Moleskins,
Duran Duran,
Leonard Cohen,
Reuben Wilson,
Kayak,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Popol Vuh,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Aural Exciters,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gregory Isaacs,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
F. McDonald,
Cluster,
Eric Copeland,
Trumans Water,
Slave,
Harmonia,
Spoonie Gee,
Depeche Mode,
a-ha,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Pharoah Sanders,
FM Einheit,
Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell.
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.