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 Georgia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 marimba 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 T. Rex to the grunge 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 Skriet. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ice-T record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Peter and Kerry,
KRS-One,
Severed Heads,
Talk Talk,
CMW,
Blossom Toes,
Kerri Chandler,
Ultra Naté,
MC5,
Pussy Galore,
Isaac Hayes,
Jesper Dahlback,
Banda Bassotti,
Kayak,
Lindisfarne,
Wings,
Maurizio,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Motions,
Delta 5,
Drexciya,
Sixth Finger,
Tears for Fears,
Das Ding,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gregory Isaacs,
Stiv Bators,
Ludus,
Ice-T,
Roxette,
Bush Tetras,
The Busters,
Echospace,
Joensuu 1685,
Pierre Henry,
Monolake,
Nick Fraelich,
Morten Harket,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Goldenarms,
Marshall Jefferson,
Warsaw,
Crash Course in Science,
Kas Product,
The Grass Roots,
Los Fastidios,
Sun Ra,
Depeche Mode,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Tubeway Army,
Jandek,
Newcleus,
The Monks,
Steve Hackett,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Grandmaster Flash,
Thompson Twins,
Rites of Spring,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers.
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.