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 Luxembourg and from Stockholm.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Tremeloes to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Moss Icon. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Pus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echo & the Bunnymen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blancmange,
Angry Samoans,
Nick Fraelich,
Sällskapet,
Gang Gang Dance,
Neil Young,
Soul II Soul,
The Trojans,
Skriet,
Gang of Four,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Second Layer,
Lou Reed,
The Moleskins,
Rufus Thomas,
Desert Stars,
JFA,
Marcia Griffiths,
Carl Craig,
Tim Buckley,
Roy Ayers,
Sight & Sound,
Organ,
The Vogues,
Kerri Chandler,
Al Stewart,
Fugazi,
Crispy Ambulance,
Kaleidoscope,
Bill Near,
K-Klass,
Quadrant,
X-102,
Jandek,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Eurythmics,
Mandrill,
Television,
the Fania All-Stars,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Brass Construction,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Blues Magoos,
Fatback Band,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pantytec,
Oneida,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sugar Minott,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
U.S. Maple,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Fire Engines,
The Dirtbombs,
The Real Kids,
KRS-One,
The Monochrome Set,
Chris & Cosey,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eden Ahbez,
Arab on Radar,
Rod Modell,
Masters at Work,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.