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 Finland and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 sitar 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 Dennis Brown to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Human League. All the underground hits.
All Mo-Dettes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
JFA,
Subhumans,
X-102,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Vainqueur,
Oneida,
Roy Ayers,
Big Daddy Kane,
Wings,
Josef K,
Cybotron,
The Victims,
Scientists,
Max Romeo,
Nico,
Blossom Toes,
Kerri Chandler,
Funkadelic,
Crime,
Delon & Dalcan,
Soft Machine,
Radiopuhelimet,
Underground Resistance,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Real Kids,
David Axelrod,
Stockholm Monsters,
Dead Boys,
Jandek,
Boredoms,
Tim Buckley,
Sexual Harrassment,
Procol Harum,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kaleidoscope,
The Raincoats,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Skarface,
The Gladiators,
L. Decosne,
Silicon Teens,
Fela Kuti,
Inner City,
Ten City,
X-101,
Magazine,
Loose Ends,
Radiohead,
Deadbeat,
Altered Images,
Frankie Knuckles,
The American Breed,
Porter Ricks,
Soft Cell,
Sex Pistols,
Von Mondo,
Al Stewart,
The Saints,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks.
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.