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 Japan and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Lou Reed 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 Pulsallama to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Machine. All the underground hits.
All Pharoah Sanders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Almond record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxette,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Eric Copeland,
MC5,
Audionom,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Skaos,
Organ,
Swans,
The Stooges,
The Moody Blues,
Ultravox,
Parry Music,
Oblivians,
Main Source,
Sun City Girls,
Peter and Kerry,
Depeche Mode,
The Velvet Underground,
Fluxion,
Ultra Naté,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kaleidoscope,
Prince Buster,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Alison Limerick,
Amazonics,
Liliput,
Tom Boy,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
OOIOO,
Pierre Henry,
Gastr Del Sol,
Minnie Riperton,
Johnny Osbourne,
Procol Harum,
The United States of America,
Severed Heads,
Von Mondo,
Bill Near,
Radiohead,
New Order,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Remains,
Public Image Ltd.,
Infiniti,
The Music Machine,
Circle Jerks,
Warsaw,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Golliwogs,
Peter & Gordon,
H. Thieme,
Deadbeat,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pole,
Brand Nubian,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.