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 Ukraine and from Shanghai.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Erasure to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dead Boys,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Fall,
Shuggie Otis,
Johnny Osbourne,
Franke,
The Raincoats,
The Barracudas,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Delta 5,
Archie Shepp,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Icehouse,
The Buckinghams,
Robert Hood,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Roxy Music,
Scientists,
The Cramps,
Fat Boys,
The Black Dice,
This Heat,
Stetsasonic,
Severed Heads,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
a-ha,
Dual Sessions,
H. Thieme,
Erasure,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sonic Youth,
The Selecter,
Matthew Halsall,
X-102,
Grey Daturas,
The Invisible,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ice-T,
The Electric Prunes,
Robert Wyatt,
Organ,
Niagra,
Sun Ra,
kango's stein massive,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Electric Light Orchestra,
David McCallum,
The Fire Engines,
Lucky Dragons,
The Red Krayola,
the Soft Cell,
FM Einheit,
Minutemen,
Pole,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Mandrill,
Gabor Szabo,
Soul II Soul,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Quando Quango,
Moby Grape,
Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music.
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.