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 Estonia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes to the funk 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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All The Fuzztones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Almond record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
Stockholm Monsters,
Symarip,
Davy DMX,
Gang Green,
Wolf Eyes,
The Wake,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Spandau Ballet,
Bob Dylan,
The Monks,
Tommy Roe,
Lalo Schifrin,
Technova,
DJ Sneak,
This Heat,
OOIOO,
The Barracudas,
Ponytail,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Dave Clark Five,
Frankie Knuckles,
Intrusion,
Easy Going,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dennis Brown,
The Five Americans,
The Martian,
Sällskapet,
Visage,
The Toasters,
The Trojans,
The Fall,
Massinfluence,
Man Parrish,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Soul II Soul,
Lalann,
The Gap Band,
D'Angelo,
Sun Ra,
Heaven 17,
Q65,
Hot Snakes,
Barclay James Harvest,
Young Marble Giants,
Janne Schatter,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Busters,
Excepter,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Alison Limerick,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sight & Sound,
Buzzcocks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Smoke,
Archie Shepp,
Sun City Girls,
Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru.
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.