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 Estonia and from Halifax.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the oboe 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 The Remains to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 David Bowie. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-102 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Sneak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Fire Engines,
Soft Cell,
The Electric Prunes,
Delta 5,
John Holt,
Metal Thangz,
Marc Almond,
Cal Tjader,
The Detroit Cobras,
Althea and Donna,
Shoche,
The Dave Clark Five,
Cheater Slicks,
Grandmaster Flash,
Yellowson,
Subhumans,
Harry Pussy,
One Last Wish,
Black Sheep,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sällskapet,
Tubeway Army,
The Mojo Men,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Johnny Clarke,
Sun City Girls,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Marvin Gaye,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Soft Machine,
the Swans,
Second Layer,
Charles Mingus,
Toni Rubio,
Todd Rundgren,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Smiths,
Matthew Halsall,
Gang of Four,
Mad Mike,
Pylon,
Dave Gahan,
Ituana,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rhythm & Sound,
X-Ray Spex,
Sister Nancy,
Matthew Bourne,
Hot Snakes,
Donny Hathaway,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Gories,
Robert Hood,
Public Enemy,
Joyce Sims,
Fugazi,
The Real Kids,
Flash Fearless,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.