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 Turkey and from Mexico City.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Althea and Donna to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All Barbara Tucker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every E-Dancer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Misunderstood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Metal Thangz,
Pet Shop Boys,
Unrelated Segments,
Darondo,
Q and Not U,
The Raincoats,
Morten Harket,
Icehouse,
Swell Maps,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Model 500,
Soul II Soul,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Dawn Penn,
Al Stewart,
The Mojo Men,
Moebius,
Yaz,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Duran Duran,
Gang Gang Dance,
Beasts of Bourbon,
JFA,
Davy DMX,
the Swans,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Joy Division,
Scott Walker,
The Selecter,
Jerry's Kids,
Circle Jerks,
Alphaville,
Arcadia,
Ituana,
The Martian,
Henry Cow,
The Cramps,
Amon Düül II,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Juan Atkins,
Sarah Menescal,
Mary Jane Girls,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ornette Coleman,
The Standells,
Scientists,
Frankie Knuckles,
Mandrill,
The Fortunes,
Scratch Acid,
Freddie Wadling,
Man Parrish,
The Real Kids,
Altered Images,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Tomorrow,
Con Funk Shun,
the Human League,
Lakeside,
Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring.
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.