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 Milan.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Sex Pistols to the rock 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 The Cosmic Jokers. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vainqueur 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Little Man record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
Jeff Lynne,
Ralphi Rosario,
Rotary Connection,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Oblivians,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Lee Hazlewood,
New York Dolls,
June of 44,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Blossom Toes,
John Cale,
Parry Music,
Tubeway Army,
Malaria!,
Mary Jane Girls,
Moss Icon,
Peter & Gordon,
R.M.O.,
Essential Logic,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Misunderstood,
Metal Thangz,
Qualms,
Erykah Badu,
Faust,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
X-Ray Spex,
The Moody Blues,
Avey Tare,
Soft Machine,
Letta Mbulu,
Second Layer,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Star Department,
Surgeon,
CMW,
Model 500,
LL Cool J,
Neil Young,
Barrington Levy,
Barbara Tucker,
Patti Smith,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Spandau Ballet,
Trumans Water,
Sonny Sharrock,
Absolute Body Control,
Erasure,
The Busters,
Suicide,
The Alarm Clocks,
Anakelly,
The Buckinghams,
Basic Channel,
Joe Smooth,
Sparks,
Aswad, Aswad, Aswad, Aswad.
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.