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 Croatia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 rhodes 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 Tomorrow to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All Gang Gang Dance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eddi Front 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Foxx record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Martian,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Eric Dolphy,
Sällskapet,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Joyce Sims,
Clear Light,
Kurtis Blow,
Bad Manners,
Neu!,
Vladislav Delay,
Saccharine Trust,
Hardrive,
Black Pus,
Aaron Thompson,
Minnie Riperton,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bobby Womack,
Steve Hackett,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Half Japanese,
Blake Baxter,
Derrick Morgan,
This Heat,
Liliput,
Q65,
The Monochrome Set,
B.T. Express,
Blossom Toes,
Kerrie Biddell,
the Soft Cell,
Pet Shop Boys,
Echospace,
Con Funk Shun,
The Standells,
Cal Tjader,
The Shadows of Knight,
Q and Not U,
The Slackers,
Connie Case,
Lungfish,
The Young Rascals,
JFA,
Scrapy,
The Happenings,
Jeff Mills,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
UT,
Jerry's Kids,
The Smiths,
The Electric Prunes,
The New Christs,
Nick Fraelich,
The Tremeloes,
Arcadia,
the Sonics,
Minor Threat,
Peter and Kerry,
The Wake,
Anakelly,
Chrome,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter.
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.