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 Netherlands and from Madrid.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 harpsichord 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 The Count Five to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 UT. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mojo Men record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
cv313,
Visage,
Skaos,
X-Ray Spex,
Qualms,
Clear Light,
Public Enemy,
Mars,
Neil Young,
Circle Jerks,
Masters at Work,
Brothers Johnson,
Wally Richardson,
Erykah Badu,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sight & Sound,
JFA,
Grauzone,
Leonard Cohen,
The Doors,
Trumans Water,
Spoonie Gee,
Moss Icon,
Mr. Review,
Peter & Gordon,
Agitation Free,
E-Dancer,
The Cure,
The Invisible,
Section 25,
CMW,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Motorama,
Second Layer,
David Axelrod,
Big Daddy Kane,
Scott Walker,
Rod Modell,
Flash Fearless,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Monks,
Vladislav Delay,
Dennis Brown,
Jacques Brel,
Nik Kershaw,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Moody Blues,
Bad Manners,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Pylon,
Maurizio,
Jeff Lynne,
Animal Collective,
The Real Kids,
The Techniques,
Surgeon,
a-ha,
B.T. Express,
Avey Tare,
Sonny Sharrock,
DJ Sneak,
Liliput, Liliput, Liliput, Liliput.
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.