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 Guyana and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Madrid.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the organ 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 Mission of Burma to the rock 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 The Sound. All the underground hits.
All L. Decosne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Order record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Wolf Eyes,
Althea and Donna,
Carl Craig,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Porter Ricks,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Cheater Slicks,
Dorothy Ashby,
Joensuu 1685,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
David Axelrod,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Joe Finger,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Intrusion,
Roxy Music,
The Standells,
New Order,
Mark Hollis,
Lakeside,
K-Klass,
Eve St. Jones,
Prince Buster,
Agitation Free,
LL Cool J,
Television,
Lower 48,
The Dirtbombs,
Siglo XX,
Minny Pops,
The Happenings,
New York Dolls,
Eli Mardock,
The Moleskins,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Cymande,
Subhumans,
The Birthday Party,
MDC,
Arcadia,
Electric Prunes,
Donny Hathaway,
X-Ray Spex,
Matthew Halsall,
Basic Channel,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Fall,
The Seeds,
Cybotron,
Tears for Fears,
Ken Boothe,
Altered Images,
Aaron Thompson,
Youth Brigade,
Shoche,
Crispian St. Peters,
Moby Grape,
Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar.
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.