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 Norway and from Edmonton.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Maleditus Sound to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Grey Daturas. All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cymande,
X-101,
Gang Starr,
Soul II Soul,
Mo-Dettes,
Don Cherry,
Rotary Connection,
Sixth Finger,
Oneida,
Japan,
Mad Mike,
Organ,
Depeche Mode,
Monolake,
L. Decosne,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The United States of America,
E-Dancer,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Black Sheep,
The Blackbyrds,
Kenny Larkin,
The Remains,
Scan 7,
The Birthday Party,
Smog,
Suburban Knight,
New York Dolls,
The Gories,
Juan Atkins,
Chrome,
Popol Vuh,
Lungfish,
Sound Behaviour,
Alton Ellis,
Johnny Osbourne,
Nico,
Peter and Kerry,
The Sound,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Chris Corsano,
Surgeon,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jeff Lynne,
Porter Ricks,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ken Boothe,
Young Marble Giants,
Wally Richardson,
The American Breed,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Joe Finger,
The Human League,
The Slackers,
Banda Bassotti,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Inner City,
Nick Fraelich,
Eden Ahbez,
Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar.
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.