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 Bolivia and from Glasgow.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Jakarta.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Lower 48 to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 K-Klass tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Wake 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 an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gun Club,
Hashim,
Q65,
The Monochrome Set,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Searchers,
Peter and Kerry,
Yellowson,
Cheater Slicks,
Von Mondo,
Kerri Chandler,
Stetsasonic,
The Barracudas,
Janne Schatter,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Modern Lovers,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
One Last Wish,
FM Einheit,
Rakim,
Marc Almond,
Skaos,
Organ,
David McCallum,
The Skatalites,
Little Man,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Graham Central Station,
The Pretty Things,
Ralphi Rosario,
Skriet,
Derrick May,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gang Starr,
Kayak,
Alphaville,
Ultra Naté,
Radio Birdman,
Magma,
Robert Görl,
The Remains,
Gerry Rafferty,
Metal Thangz,
Oneida,
Nation of Ulysses,
Rufus Thomas,
DNA,
The Durutti Column,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Alton Ellis,
Can,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Doors,
The Young Rascals,
The Cramps,
Audionom,
The Fall, The Fall, The Fall, The Fall.
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.