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 Turkmenistan and from Manchester.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Peter and Kerry to the rock 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 Q and Not U. All the underground hits.
All the Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Juan Atkins,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Mo-Dettes,
Schoolly D,
Shoche,
Sister Nancy,
D'Angelo,
MC5,
Icehouse,
The Skatalites,
Japan,
The Buckinghams,
Angry Samoans,
The Red Krayola,
the Association,
Anakelly,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Scientists,
Swans,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Soulsonic Force,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Crash Course in Science,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Evens,
The Modern Lovers,
Quantec,
Marcia Griffiths,
Janne Schatter,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Public Enemy,
Pharoah Sanders,
Thee Headcoats,
Subhumans,
Newcleus,
Robert Görl,
Pylon,
Erasure,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ken Boothe,
Scion,
Rotary Connection,
DNA,
Iggy Pop,
The Fortunes,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gil Scott Heron,
Godley & Creme,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Busters,
Section 25,
The Star Department,
The Fugs,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Invisible,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lalann,
Symarip,
The J.B.'s,
Andrew Hill,
Rufus Thomas,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.