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 Poland and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Circle Jerks to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Eurythmics. All the underground hits.
All Gregory Isaacs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
Tears for Fears,
The Neon Judgement,
10cc,
Marvin Gaye,
F. McDonald,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Basic Channel,
The Sonics,
The Shadows of Knight,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
L. Decosne,
Glambeats Corp.,
Pole,
Television Personalities,
Marcia Griffiths,
Procol Harum,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Roxy Music,
Vainqueur,
La Düsseldorf,
Electric Prunes,
Kerrie Biddell,
Talk Talk,
Sarah Menescal,
The J.B.'s,
Black Moon,
Faust,
Jeff Lynne,
Siglo XX,
Magazine,
Gabor Szabo,
Pussy Galore,
Boredoms,
In Retrospect,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Fugazi,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Flesh Eaters,
Man Parrish,
Schoolly D,
A Certain Ratio,
Bobby Byrd,
Matthew Halsall,
U.S. Maple,
These Immortal Souls,
Model 500,
The Names,
The Knickerbockers,
The Moleskins,
Ohio Players,
The Kinks,
Jeff Mills,
Marmalade,
Chris Corsano,
Dead Boys,
Bronski Beat,
Maurizio,
Bad Manners,
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.