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 Mauritania and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Peter & Gordon 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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All Roxy Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Newcleus 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 synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James Chance & The Contortions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Modern Lovers,
David McCallum,
Quando Quango,
Mars,
Fluxion,
Moebius,
Rhythm & Sound,
Tomorrow,
Scott Walker,
Whodini,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Brick,
Outsiders,
Althea and Donna,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
La Düsseldorf,
A Certain Ratio,
ABC,
Dead Boys,
Unwound,
Cluster,
Y Pants,
Soul II Soul,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
a-ha,
Animal Collective,
Bizarre Inc.,
Patti Smith,
Marmalade,
Fatback Band,
Yaz,
Deepchord,
Jeff Lynne,
Matthew Bourne,
Dave Gahan,
The Red Krayola,
Ultravox,
Qualms,
The United States of America,
Sparks,
Desert Stars,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Scion,
The Sisters of Mercy,
New York Dolls,
James White and The Blacks,
Minny Pops,
The Stooges,
Nick Fraelich,
Funkadelic,
Index,
Letta Mbulu,
Cameo,
Judy Mowatt,
X-102,
Easy Going,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Flesh Eaters,
Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw.
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.