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 Laos 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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Blake Baxter to the rap 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 Siouxsie and the Banshees. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stetsasonic 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Talk Talk,
The Motions,
Eric Copeland,
Warren Ellis,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bizarre Inc.,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Fuzztones,
The Knickerbockers,
Arcadia,
The Index,
Accadde A,
Judy Mowatt,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Supertramp,
The Doobie Brothers,
Reuben Wilson,
Hardrive,
Aural Exciters,
Oneida,
Royal Trux,
The Human League,
Minny Pops,
Faust,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Rakim,
Marcia Griffiths,
Minor Threat,
A Certain Ratio,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Velvet Underground,
Bootsy Collins,
Marmalade,
The Young Rascals,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ronnie Foster,
Silicon Teens,
The Mojo Men,
F. McDonald,
Mission of Burma,
Peter & Gordon,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Marine Girls,
Pole,
The Move,
a-ha,
Boogie Down Productions,
Robert Wyatt,
Jawbox,
Outsiders,
Juan Atkins,
Michelle Simonal,
Sarah Menescal,
Zero Boys,
Anakelly,
Excepter,
Monks,
the Sonics,
The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood.
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.