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 the UAE and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 oboe 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 Pet Shop Boys to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Slick Rick. All the underground hits.
All Stockholm Monsters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fortunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
Al Stewart,
Wally Richardson,
Skaos,
Crispian St. Peters,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Guru Guru,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Tres Demented,
Moebius,
The Vogues,
Franke,
Marvin Gaye,
Danielle Patucci,
Erykah Badu,
Warsaw,
The Walker Brothers,
Patti Smith,
Rod Modell,
Rhythm & Sound,
Grey Daturas,
Funky Four + One,
Q65,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Loose Ends,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Essential Logic,
Ten City,
The Victims,
The Saints,
This Heat,
Henry Cow,
Duran Duran,
Amazonics,
Ice-T,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pharoah Sanders,
Roxy Music,
Joy Division,
Lalann,
the Normal,
T. Rex,
Sound Behaviour,
Easy Going,
Au Pairs,
The Dirtbombs,
Gang Green,
Rosa Yemen,
Lightning Bolt,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Drexciya,
Young Marble Giants,
Amon Düül,
Sparks,
The Human League,
D'Angelo,
June Days,
The Golliwogs,
KRS-One,
Fugazi,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Yaz,
Brick,
The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement.
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.