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 Hungary and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Mary Jane Girls to the disco 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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every LL Cool J record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New York Dolls,
Vladislav Delay,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Jeff Lynne,
The Trojans,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Faust,
The Mummies,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Quantec,
Andrew Hill,
Pierre Henry,
Sun City Girls,
Accadde A,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Names,
Isaac Hayes,
Sarah Menescal,
Steve Hackett,
Chris Corsano,
A Certain Ratio,
Mandrill,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Clear Light,
Chrome,
Zapp,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Howard Jones,
Agitation Free,
Monks,
Camouflage,
Tres Demented,
Hardrive,
OOIOO,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Stetsasonic,
The Raincoats,
David McCallum,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Duran Duran,
Maleditus Sound,
E-Dancer,
Slick Rick,
Pantaleimon,
Animal Collective,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
New Order,
DJ Sneak,
Aaron Thompson,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Gories,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Boredoms,
Malaria!,
Fugazi,
Pharoah Sanders,
Alphaville,
Nirvana,
Radiopuhelimet,
Basic Channel,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav.
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.