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 Egypt and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 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 Eddi Front to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Amon Düül. All the underground hits.
All Panda Bear 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 grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heaven 17 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pussy Galore,
Blancmange,
Cheater Slicks,
John Holt,
Bill Near,
Ten City,
Delta 5,
The Tremeloes,
Ice-T,
Blossom Toes,
Gil Scott Heron,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Eden Ahbez,
Boz Scaggs,
Idris Muhammad,
Prince Buster,
Eric Copeland,
Ituana,
Joe Smooth,
The New Christs,
Schoolly D,
Nick Fraelich,
The Motions,
Hot Snakes,
Brass Construction,
Godley & Creme,
Aloha Tigers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Big Daddy Kane,
Reagan Youth,
Nils Olav,
Bob Dylan,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Black Sheep,
Agent Orange,
X-101,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Fortunes,
Altered Images,
Maleditus Sound,
Radiopuhelimet,
Gang Green,
Los Fastidios,
KRS-One,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Parry Music,
Soft Cell,
Minutemen,
Goldenarms,
Gerry Rafferty,
DJ Style,
Dark Day,
Eve St. Jones,
The Monks,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Young Rascals,
Grandmaster Flash,
Unrelated Segments,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Deadbeat,
Jesper Dahlback,
Arcadia,
Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow.
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.