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 Denmark and from Salvador.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Michael McDonald 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the rap 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 The Associates. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Slits,
Morten Harket,
Nik Kershaw,
Mandrill,
Marcia Griffiths,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Chris & Cosey,
Grauzone,
Patti Smith,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Rapeman,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Model 500,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Negative Approach,
Buzzcocks,
Soft Cell,
The Mojo Men,
Lyres,
Stiv Bators,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Index,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Gabor Szabo,
the Normal,
KRS-One,
Das Ding,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Erasure,
Average White Band,
Althea and Donna,
Dead Boys,
Avey Tare,
The Barracudas,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Move,
MC5,
The Saints,
Soul Sonic Force,
Erykah Badu,
Newcleus,
Robert Hood,
Royal Trux,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Peter & Gordon,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Arthur Verocai,
Juan Atkins,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Star Department,
Yellowson,
Kayak,
Cecil Taylor,
Big Daddy Kane,
Hashim, Hashim, Hashim, Hashim.
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.