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 Mauritius and from Lille.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 MC5 to the disco 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 Angry Samoans. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Moon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cymande,
DNA,
Main Source,
Skaos,
Niagra,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rosa Yemen,
The Music Machine,
Drexciya,
Delta 5,
the Normal,
Funkadelic,
Judy Mowatt,
The Toasters,
Public Image Ltd.,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ornette Coleman,
John Foxx,
Average White Band,
Magma,
The Real Kids,
Audionom,
Das Ding,
Easy Going,
Erykah Badu,
Livin' Joy,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Pussy Galore,
Stockholm Monsters,
Pere Ubu,
The Birthday Party,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Gladiators,
The Beau Brummels,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
E-Dancer,
Aural Exciters,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Remains,
Rekid,
The Moleskins,
Faraquet,
Country Teasers,
New York Dolls,
Jacob Miller,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Desert Stars,
CMW,
The Cowsills,
Accadde A,
Piero Umiliani,
Bootsy Collins,
Lou Reed,
Terry Callier,
Minutemen,
Colin Newman,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Malaria!,
Arab on Radar,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bill Near,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.