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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Manchester.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Lagos.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Lebanon Hanover to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gian Franco Pienzio. All the underground hits.
All Sixth Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
Kas Product,
Cecil Taylor,
L. Decosne,
U.S. Maple,
The Victims,
ABBA,
Half Japanese,
The American Breed,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Girls At Our Best!,
Desert Stars,
Lebanon Hanover,
Howard Jones,
The Standells,
Animal Collective,
E-Dancer,
Gong,
Morten Harket,
Derrick May,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Jeff Mills,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Blackbyrds,
Arthur Verocai,
Derrick Morgan,
Black Flag,
These Immortal Souls,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Grandmaster Flash,
David McCallum,
Heaven 17,
Sun City Girls,
Yellowson,
Bobby Byrd,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Kool Moe Dee,
Surgeon,
Leonard Cohen,
Royal Trux,
Theoretical Girls,
Tom Boy,
Kayak,
John Lydon,
Stiv Bators,
Tommy Roe,
Roger Hodgson,
Basic Channel,
Erasure,
The Vogues,
The Gun Club,
The Sound,
Moebius,
Procol Harum,
Skarface,
China Crisis,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.