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 Comoros and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Barracudas to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 PIL. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ralphi Rosario record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar 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 sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ludus,
Magazine,
Intrusion,
The Grass Roots,
Los Fastidios,
Stetsasonic,
Echospace,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Peter & Gordon,
Brand Nubian,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Al Stewart,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Moody Blues,
The Sound,
T.S.O.L.,
Youth Brigade,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Stiv Bators,
Average White Band,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Electric Prunes,
Aaron Thompson,
The J.B.'s,
Michelle Simonal,
Morten Harket,
Robert Görl,
Zapp,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Offenders,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Fad Gadget,
Charles Mingus,
Black Flag,
Motorama,
Depeche Mode,
Minnie Riperton,
a-ha,
Fluxion,
The Dead C,
Simply Red,
Lalo Schifrin,
Tears for Fears,
The Toasters,
Amon Düül II,
Essential Logic,
Slick Rick,
The Trojans,
Audionom,
Mo-Dettes,
Steve Hackett,
Susan Cadogan,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Zeros,
The Saints,
The Divine Comedy,
Bush Tetras,
Angry Samoans,
Scratch Acid,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Heaven 17,
The Cure, The Cure, The Cure, The Cure.
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.