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 Israel and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 guitar 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 Soul II Soul to the rock 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 Public Image Ltd.. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultimate Spinach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tim Buckley record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe 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 Misunderstood,
Franke,
Intrusion,
Gil Scott Heron,
Mars,
Make Up,
Unrelated Segments,
Schoolly D,
Soulsonic Force,
Ohio Players,
Darondo,
48th St. Collective,
Echospace,
the Human League,
The Leaves,
Scott Walker,
The Music Machine,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Connie Case,
The Names,
Minny Pops,
Oneida,
Peter and Kerry,
Soul Sonic Force,
Quadrant,
Fad Gadget,
Index,
Agitation Free,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Aswad,
Angry Samoans,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Aaron Thompson,
Terrestrial Tones,
the Soft Cell,
Q65,
Electric Prunes,
The Toasters,
The Zeros,
Television Personalities,
Amon Düül II,
Grauzone,
Young Marble Giants,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Donny Hathaway,
Technova,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Vladislav Delay,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Cramps,
Erasure,
The Stooges,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Babytalk,
Dave Gahan,
The Techniques,
Joensuu 1685,
Minnie Riperton,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Johnny Osbourne,
Jimmy McGriff,
Josef K,
The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies.
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.