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 Barbados 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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the organ 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 Grass Roots 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 Rufus Thomas. All the underground hits.
All Selector Dub Narcotic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
These Immortal Souls,
The Invisible,
Gil Scott Heron,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Gories,
La Düsseldorf,
The Searchers,
Black Flag,
Radio Birdman,
The New Christs,
Scratch Acid,
Bizarre Inc.,
Q65,
Wolf Eyes,
Bad Manners,
Joy Division,
The Victims,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Guru Guru,
Morten Harket,
Circle Jerks,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Young Rascals,
Lalann,
Johnny Osbourne,
Deepchord,
Spandau Ballet,
Loose Ends,
DNA,
Angry Samoans,
Sound Behaviour,
Average White Band,
Terry Callier,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Barbara Tucker,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Aaron Thompson,
Tommy Roe,
Thompson Twins,
The Music Machine,
cv313,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Franke,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Gerry Rafferty,
Eddi Front,
Porter Ricks,
Amazonics,
Basic Channel,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Pagans,
Lakeside,
The Monks,
Jesper Dahlback,
Man Parrish,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Nik Kershaw,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Echospace,
The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks.
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.