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 Korea South and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 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 The Human League to the rap 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 Ken Boothe. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Howard Jones 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Vogues,
Nirvana,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Pantaleimon,
Sixth Finger,
Eden Ahbez,
Gang Green,
Andrew Hill,
Shuggie Otis,
The Misunderstood,
Infiniti,
Jimmy McGriff,
Index,
Jacob Miller,
Grauzone,
Metal Thangz,
John Holt,
Brass Construction,
DNA,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Residents,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Loose Ends,
Cheater Slicks,
Pulsallama,
Joy Division,
Throbbing Gristle,
Depeche Mode,
The Fuzztones,
T.S.O.L.,
K-Klass,
Severed Heads,
Moby Grape,
Rotary Connection,
Vladislav Delay,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bootsy Collins,
James White and The Blacks,
Ituana,
T. Rex,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Raincoats,
Byron Stingily,
Lakeside,
Marc Almond,
Blake Baxter,
Marcia Griffiths,
Soft Machine,
Sparks,
the Soft Cell,
Niagra,
Los Fastidios,
Roy Ayers,
Delta 5,
Procol Harum,
Schoolly D,
Jacques Brel,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Warren Ellis,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.