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 Benin 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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Faust to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Stereo Dub tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Light Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxette record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
Easy Going,
Nils Olav,
Groovy Waters,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Hot Snakes,
Model 500,
Severed Heads,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
JFA,
Fad Gadget,
Minor Threat,
La Düsseldorf,
The Stooges,
Television Personalities,
Q and Not U,
Pantaleimon,
Yusef Lateef,
Sällskapet,
Blake Baxter,
The Litter,
The Fall,
Crash Course in Science,
The Fire Engines,
Supertramp,
The Residents,
Public Enemy,
The Happenings,
Ultra Naté,
Brand Nubian,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Colin Newman,
Wally Richardson,
Deakin,
Eddi Front,
Qualms,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sonic Youth,
Throbbing Gristle,
One Last Wish,
Half Japanese,
Popol Vuh,
Yazoo,
The Dirtbombs,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Joy Division,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lou Reed,
Gregory Isaacs,
Wasted Youth,
Inner City,
Maurizio,
Piero Umiliani,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Tres Demented,
Audionom,
Dave Gahan,
The Flesh Eaters,
K-Klass,
The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club.
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.