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 Micronesia and from Paris.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Model 500 to the crunk 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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.
All Yaz 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 dance 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 guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Godley & Creme,
Urselle,
Quantec,
Shuggie Otis,
Drexciya,
The Cowsills,
AZ,
Idris Muhammad,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Niagra,
Clear Light,
The Kinks,
Das Ding,
Avey Tare,
Rotary Connection,
Von Mondo,
Quadrant,
Tom Boy,
Wolf Eyes,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Rekid,
Sparks,
Ralphi Rosario,
Audionom,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
John Foxx,
Circle Jerks,
John Holt,
Cybotron,
Curtis Mayfield,
Soft Machine,
Ultimate Spinach,
Panda Bear,
Fear,
Ohio Players,
Visage,
Susan Cadogan,
The Vogues,
Juan Atkins,
Robert Hood,
The Sound,
June of 44,
The Zeros,
This Heat,
Anakelly,
Bronski Beat,
MC5,
Yaz,
Colin Newman,
Bauhaus,
Joensuu 1685,
Eden Ahbez,
Gichy Dan,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Scan 7,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Intrusion,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Index,
Roxette,
Mad Mike,
LL Cool J,
Gong,
The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers.
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.