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 India and from Glasgow.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sight & Sound to the disco 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 Monolake. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nation of Ulysses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Teasers,
Brass Construction,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Camouflage,
Japan,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pole,
Slick Rick,
Niagra,
UT,
CMW,
A Flock of Seagulls,
La Düsseldorf,
U.S. Maple,
The Offenders,
The Mojo Men,
Audionom,
Tomorrow,
Pantaleimon,
Little Man,
Fugazi,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bad Manners,
Sparks,
Peter and Kerry,
New Order,
Lindisfarne,
Stiv Bators,
Gabor Szabo,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Second Layer,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Roy Ayers,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
B.T. Express,
Swans,
Chris & Cosey,
Skarface,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lebanon Hanover,
the Normal,
Rakim,
Pylon,
Yellowson,
Index,
The Young Rascals,
China Crisis,
Eve St. Jones,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Black Dice,
Susan Cadogan,
Masters at Work,
Mission of Burma,
Radio Birdman,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Five Americans,
Black Flag,
The Buckinghams,
Harpers Bizarre,
Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron.
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.