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 Australia and from Portland.
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 Tehran and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Easy Going to the rock 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 the Human League. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Clear Light 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 arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Radiohead,
The Smoke,
Derrick May,
Neil Young,
H. Thieme,
Anakelly,
This Heat,
Erykah Badu,
Grey Daturas,
The Blues Magoos,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Dead C,
David Bowie,
Yaz,
ABBA,
the Swans,
Oneida,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Barclay James Harvest,
Leonard Cohen,
Crispian St. Peters,
Funky Four + One,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
KRS-One,
Gil Scott Heron,
Black Sheep,
Pussy Galore,
Pere Ubu,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Peter and Kerry,
Audionom,
K-Klass,
Scrapy,
Ossler,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Names,
Vainqueur,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Youth Brigade,
Lalo Schifrin,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Bad Manners,
Accadde A,
OOIOO,
Fluxion,
Janne Schatter,
The Fire Engines,
Nirvana,
Dark Day,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Livin' Joy,
Aural Exciters,
Motorama,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Quando Quango,
Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily.
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.