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 Venezuela and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Sisters of Mercy to the rap 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 The Techniques. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Knickerbockers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liliput,
Underground Resistance,
Sixth Finger,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gang of Four,
Fad Gadget,
The Slackers,
Tom Boy,
The Misunderstood,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Human League,
Eve St. Jones,
Rhythm & Sound,
Au Pairs,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gastr Del Sol,
Scientists,
David Axelrod,
Lungfish,
Alison Limerick,
CMW,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sound Behaviour,
Godley & Creme,
Deepchord,
Thee Headcoats,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ornette Coleman,
The Toasters,
Cybotron,
Ken Boothe,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Echospace,
The United States of America,
Jimmy McGriff,
Youth Brigade,
Model 500,
Arcadia,
Robert Hood,
The Dead C,
John Holt,
Gang Starr,
Radiopuhelimet,
a-ha,
Nation of Ulysses,
Matthew Halsall,
Maleditus Sound,
Amon Düül II,
Organ,
Soft Machine,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Guru Guru,
Porter Ricks,
the Swans,
John Lydon,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Circle Jerks,
Fela Kuti,
Brass Construction,
Fat Boys,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound.
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.