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 South Sudan and from New York.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 theremin 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 The Golliwogs to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Fear. All the underground hits.
All Mandrill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skriet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ 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?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Grass Roots,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Depeche Mode,
Roxy Music,
The Cure,
The Smoke,
Country Teasers,
Au Pairs,
JFA,
The Saints,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gang Gang Dance,
Byron Stingily,
Blancmange,
Flamin' Groovies,
Radiohead,
DNA,
Max Romeo,
Scan 7,
David McCallum,
Aswad,
Janne Schatter,
LL Cool J,
The Doors,
Hoover,
The Move,
Little Man,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Gladiators,
June Days,
Mandrill,
UT,
The Young Rascals,
Dark Day,
Iggy Pop,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Avey Tare,
Black Moon,
The Dead C,
Kerrie Biddell,
Robert Wyatt,
KRS-One,
Scrapy,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Thompson Twins,
Gabor Szabo,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Fugs,
David Axelrod,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Faust,
Barbara Tucker,
Maleditus Sound,
FM Einheit,
Los Fastidios,
The Standells,
Kas Product,
Funkadelic,
48th St. Collective,
Quando Quango,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.