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 Yemen and from Milan.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Lyres to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All the Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Procol Harum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James White and The Blacks,
Hardrive,
Delon & Dalcan,
Josef K,
Metal Thangz,
Marmalade,
Echospace,
Infiniti,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Peter and Kerry,
Heaven 17,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Misunderstood,
Minnie Riperton,
Bobby Sherman,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Groovy Waters,
One Last Wish,
Dave Gahan,
Skaos,
Skriet,
Grandmaster Flash,
Procol Harum,
Bill Wells,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Urselle,
The Five Americans,
Ronan,
Flipper,
Black Flag,
The Sound,
a-ha,
The Invisible,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Robert Görl,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Little Man,
Intrusion,
ABBA,
Charles Mingus,
Johnny Clarke,
Basic Channel,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Count Five,
Rakim,
The Angels of Light,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Alarm Clocks,
Joy Division,
The Star Department,
Spoonie Gee,
The Selecter,
Freddie Wadling,
Radio Birdman,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Residents,
The Cure,
Kayak,
Kas Product,
Glenn Branca,
Organ,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Pussy Galore,
Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle.
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.