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 Kosovo and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 Woodstock and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 chamberlin 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 Silicon Teens to the grime 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 James Chance & The Contortions. All the underground hits.
All De La Soul & Jungle Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kevin Saunderson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alphaville record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
Cluster,
The Slackers,
Charles Mingus,
Jeff Mills,
Morten Harket,
James White and The Blacks,
Dawn Penn,
LL Cool J,
the Sonics,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Mandrill,
Eurythmics,
Harmonia,
Shuggie Otis,
Guru Guru,
The Kinks,
Brand Nubian,
The J.B.'s,
The Motions,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Fuzztones,
Clear Light,
Rekid,
Groovy Waters,
Metal Thangz,
Eric B and Rakim,
Soft Cell,
The Invisible,
Panda Bear,
Porter Ricks,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pole,
Al Stewart,
Duran Duran,
Sam Rivers,
Rhythm & Sound,
Nirvana,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Tres Demented,
Neu!,
The Cowsills,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Oneida,
Kerri Chandler,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
La Düsseldorf,
Jeru the Damaja,
Joe Finger,
Gang Starr,
Ronan,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Busters,
The Wake,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Mars,
MC5,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Rod Modell,
Organ,
CMW,
Rapeman, Rapeman, Rapeman, Rapeman.
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.