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 Mexico and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 linndrum 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 Ludus to the disco 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 Crooked Eye. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Lynne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronnie Foster,
Dave Gahan,
Oneida,
Jeff Lynne,
FM Einheit,
Pharoah Sanders,
L. Decosne,
Kaleidoscope,
Gregory Isaacs,
Mantronix,
R.M.O.,
New York Dolls,
Glambeats Corp.,
the Swans,
Loose Ends,
John Lydon,
Man Parrish,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
James Chance & The Contortions,
cv313,
June of 44,
Kurtis Blow,
Quando Quango,
The Star Department,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kas Product,
Alphaville,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ultimate Spinach,
Icehouse,
Grey Daturas,
The Angels of Light,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sparks,
The Monochrome Set,
Underground Resistance,
Subhumans,
Boogie Down Productions,
Rhythm & Sound,
Essential Logic,
Bootsy Collins,
The Grass Roots,
Jeru the Damaja,
Jimmy McGriff,
Drive Like Jehu,
Flash Fearless,
Alice Coltrane,
Eurythmics,
Fad Gadget,
Nation of Ulysses,
Aural Exciters,
The Stooges,
Marvin Gaye,
Nico,
The Smiths,
Dark Day,
kango's stein massive,
Stiv Bators,
Roger Hodgson,
Eric Dolphy,
Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red.
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.