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 Tonga and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 oboe 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 Neil Young to the dance 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 Grey Daturas. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doobie Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Adolescents,
Bluetip,
Harmonia,
New Order,
Aloha Tigers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Yusef Lateef,
The Gladiators,
Circle Jerks,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Soul II Soul,
Roy Ayers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Boogie Down Productions,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Max Romeo,
Ice-T,
The Music Machine,
The Dave Clark Five,
Surgeon,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Black Flag,
Sugar Minott,
Zapp,
Model 500,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Pop Group,
Sex Pistols,
Eurythmics,
Boredoms,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
A Certain Ratio,
Gang Green,
Kerri Chandler,
Duran Duran,
The Detroit Cobras,
Television,
Icehouse,
Barbara Tucker,
Donny Hathaway,
Sixth Finger,
Jawbox,
Theoretical Girls,
Chrome,
Maurizio,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
R.M.O.,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Mandrill,
Rites of Spring,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Jimmy McGriff,
Yaz,
Anakelly,
Massinfluence,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
the Human League,
Barrington Levy,
Dave Gahan,
Rakim,
Minnie Riperton,
The Vogues,
Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears.
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.