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 Nicaragua and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 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 8 Eyed Spy to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 It's A Beautiful Day. All the underground hits.
All DeepChord presents Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Count Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Public Image Ltd.,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Mojo Men,
Roxy Music,
The Buckinghams,
Absolute Body Control,
Symarip,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Misunderstood,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Pantytec,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Neil Young,
Robert Hood,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Names,
London Community Gospel Choir,
John Cale,
Monks,
Dead Boys,
Bush Tetras,
Basic Channel,
Henry Cow,
The Searchers,
Jeru the Damaja,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Alarm Clocks,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Godley & Creme,
The Black Dice,
Joensuu 1685,
Mantronix,
Kerri Chandler,
Vainqueur,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jerry's Kids,
Moby Grape,
Sonic Youth,
Laurel Aitken,
Visage,
Boredoms,
the Swans,
Scrapy,
Yaz,
Sound Behaviour,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Alice Coltrane,
Anakelly,
Monolake,
Drexciya,
Chrome,
Technova,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Cure,
Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo.
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.