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 Colombia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 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 Q65 to the dance 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 Bobby Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gichy Dan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lower 48,
The Velvet Underground,
Spandau Ballet,
Popol Vuh,
Black Sheep,
X-101,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
These Immortal Souls,
The Smoke,
Shuggie Otis,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Alice Coltrane,
Janne Schatter,
The Seeds,
The Residents,
Anthony Braxton,
Main Source,
Suicide,
Yaz,
a-ha,
Au Pairs,
Isaac Hayes,
Jandek,
Mars,
Warsaw,
Kenny Larkin,
JFA,
The Human League,
Amon Düül,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Don Cherry,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ten City,
Ludus,
Echospace,
Boredoms,
Liliput,
Bauhaus,
Subhumans,
Panda Bear,
Dave Gahan,
The Trojans,
Tubeway Army,
Lindisfarne,
Q65,
Lou Christie,
Crash Course in Science,
The Doors,
Lee Hazlewood,
Fear,
Rapeman,
Iggy Pop,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lakeside,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Porter Ricks,
Pantytec,
The Litter,
Black Moon,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Q and Not U,
Brick,
the Human League, the Human League, the Human League, the Human League.
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.