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 Monaco and from Lagos.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch to the dance 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 Velvet Underground. All the underground hits.
All Ronan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sixth Finger 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
The Flesh Eaters,
Fear,
Ultravox,
The Knickerbockers,
Essential Logic,
EPMD,
Magma,
Toni Rubio,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lower 48,
Isaac Hayes,
The Move,
Lee Hazlewood,
Patti Smith,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Hashim,
John Foxx,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Gerry Rafferty,
Yaz,
David Axelrod,
Unrelated Segments,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Los Fastidios,
Symarip,
the Soft Cell,
The Cure,
Black Flag,
Ten City,
R.M.O.,
Aloha Tigers,
Jeff Lynne,
Davy DMX,
The Birthday Party,
The Golliwogs,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Cameo,
Todd Terry,
The Slits,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Gun Club,
L. Decosne,
Bob Dylan,
Bobby Womack,
Terrestrial Tones,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sun Ra,
Ohio Players,
The Barracudas,
Masters at Work,
Blancmange,
Outsiders,
The Fugs,
Morten Harket,
Soulsonic Force,
the Normal,
Slave,
Boz Scaggs,
UT, UT, UT, UT.
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.