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 Czech Republic and from Cairo.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 ABBA to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Mary Jane Girls. All the underground hits.
All Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sexual Harrassment record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
Junior Murvin,
Stetsasonic,
The Gladiators,
ABBA,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Marine Girls,
Joyce Sims,
The Slits,
Animal Collective,
Erasure,
Can,
Moss Icon,
Quantec,
Fluxion,
Amon Düül,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Residents,
Amazonics,
Dennis Brown,
Outsiders,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pere Ubu,
Rekid,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Schoolly D,
Chris & Cosey,
L. Decosne,
Delon & Dalcan,
New York Dolls,
Tim Buckley,
The Smiths,
Josef K,
Soft Cell,
Vladislav Delay,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Neon Judgement,
Gang Gang Dance,
Unrelated Segments,
One Last Wish,
Kayak,
Donald Byrd,
Skriet,
Juan Atkins,
Public Enemy,
Quadrant,
Wolf Eyes,
Maurizio,
Blancmange,
Average White Band,
The Velvet Underground,
Model 500,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sun Ra,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Saints,
The Sonics,
Pagans,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.