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 Zimbabwe and from Milan.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Sällskapet to the electroclash 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 Mo-Dettes. All the underground hits.
All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Model 500 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glenn Branca record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ituana,
The United States of America,
Radiohead,
Minor Threat,
Skriet,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lou Reed,
Archie Shepp,
Anakelly,
The Mighty Diamonds,
June of 44,
David McCallum,
The Skatalites,
Franke,
Alison Limerick,
The Toasters,
Graham Central Station,
New Age Steppers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Grauzone,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rosa Yemen,
Davy DMX,
Curtis Mayfield,
Prince Buster,
Matthew Bourne,
MC5,
EPMD,
T.S.O.L.,
Ultra Naté,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Soft Cell,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lakeside,
Idris Muhammad,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Todd Rundgren,
a-ha,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Scientists,
Fela Kuti,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Rekid,
Gastr Del Sol,
Henry Cow,
The Blues Magoos,
Kaleidoscope,
Kerri Chandler,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Angry Samoans,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Monochrome Set,
the Slits,
Howard Jones,
Aloha Tigers,
Josef K,
The Knickerbockers,
The Fuzztones,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine.
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.