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 Czech Republic and from Bologna.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Scrapy to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Metal Thangz. All the underground hits.
All Motorama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Godley & Creme,
Index,
The Sonics,
Gil Scott Heron,
Niagra,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Gregory Isaacs,
Frankie Knuckles,
the Normal,
The Shadows of Knight,
Infiniti,
Mandrill,
Rakim,
The Real Kids,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Brand Nubian,
Matthew Halsall,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Victims,
Boredoms,
K-Klass,
Suburban Knight,
Bobby Hutcherson,
EPMD,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Techniques,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Fire Engines,
The Human League,
Harmonia,
Von Mondo,
Junior Murvin,
Pantaleimon,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ossler,
Bad Manners,
Barclay James Harvest,
Peter and Kerry,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pylon,
Fad Gadget,
Newcleus,
Amon Düül,
The Names,
Glambeats Corp.,
Grauzone,
Eddi Front,
The Blackbyrds,
Mad Mike,
Delta 5,
Skriet,
The Music Machine,
John Cale,
The Gun Club,
Wolf Eyes,
Faraquet,
The Happenings,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Remains,
Das Ding,
Amazonics,
The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos.
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.