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 Bahamas and from Paris.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 X-101 to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Metal Thangz. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry 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?
Scratch Acid,
Rosa Yemen,
Index,
Kerrie Biddell,
Soft Machine,
Groovy Waters,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Nico,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bush Tetras,
The Barracudas,
Supertramp,
Camouflage,
T. Rex,
OOIOO,
Crispy Ambulance,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Television,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Johnny Clarke,
Lindisfarne,
Electric Prunes,
The Dead C,
Fugazi,
Intrusion,
John Lydon,
Ituana,
Cybotron,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Zapp,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Slackers,
Roger Hodgson,
The Velvet Underground,
the Bar-Kays,
Bootsy Collins,
John Holt,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Oblivians,
Brass Construction,
the Human League,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Pop Group,
Yusef Lateef,
The Seeds,
Youth Brigade,
Amon Düül,
The J.B.'s,
Scrapy,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Monochrome Set,
Glenn Branca,
Tres Demented,
Section 25,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ralphi Rosario,
Darondo,
the Slits,
Joyce Sims,
Symarip,
Rufus Thomas,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.