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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Paris.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the sitar 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 Aural Exciters to the disco 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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultramagnetic MC's 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glambeats Corp. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
James White and The Blacks,
Eve St. Jones,
The Velvet Underground,
Al Stewart,
Agitation Free,
Janne Schatter,
The Dead C,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Cecil Taylor,
the Germs,
the Swans,
Nico,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Oneida,
Alice Coltrane,
Skaos,
The Divine Comedy,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Prince Buster,
Ralphi Rosario,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Leonard Cohen,
Can,
John Coltrane,
The Remains,
Pole,
Eddi Front,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Sound,
Derrick Morgan,
The Dirtbombs,
AZ,
Youth Brigade,
Fugazi,
The Happenings,
Oblivians,
The Fuzztones,
Kool Moe Dee,
Panda Bear,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sällskapet,
Marmalade,
Massinfluence,
Mo-Dettes,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Stiv Bators,
E-Dancer,
Organ,
Fad Gadget,
Black Sheep,
Jeff Lynne,
The Misunderstood,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Motorama,
Glambeats Corp.,
Johnny Osbourne,
Popol Vuh,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & 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.