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 Belize and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 chamberlin 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 Monolake 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 Matthew Halsall. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doors 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moleskins,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Public Image Ltd.,
Drexciya,
Animal Collective,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ultravox,
Harpers Bizarre,
China Crisis,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Fuzztones,
LL Cool J,
Gang of Four,
Colin Newman,
Jandek,
Zero Boys,
Malaria!,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Hardrive,
JFA,
MC5,
Fugazi,
Joy Division,
Funkadelic,
The Residents,
Quantec,
X-101,
Laurel Aitken,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gil Scott Heron,
Basic Channel,
The Real Kids,
Neil Young,
The Young Rascals,
The Count Five,
Derrick May,
Television Personalities,
Model 500,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Franke,
Das Ding,
Nik Kershaw,
Todd Rundgren,
Glenn Branca,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Marc Almond,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Sound,
Avey Tare,
Agitation Free,
The Vogues,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Kayak,
Joe Smooth,
The Alarm Clocks,
Theoretical Girls,
Arcadia,
Moby Grape,
Tim Buckley,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron.
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.