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 Nicaragua and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Manila.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
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 The Human League to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Talk Talk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Con Funk Shun record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Scrapy,
The Star Department,
New Age Steppers,
Average White Band,
Radiopuhelimet,
Dave Gahan,
The Blues Magoos,
Pantaleimon,
Glambeats Corp.,
Idris Muhammad,
Maurizio,
Isaac Hayes,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pet Shop Boys,
Malaria!,
Slave,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Japan,
Zero Boys,
the Association,
Soulsonic Force,
Electric Prunes,
June of 44,
Make Up,
The Victims,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Move,
Delon & Dalcan,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Cymande,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Yusef Lateef,
Goldenarms,
Depeche Mode,
The Gun Club,
Masters at Work,
Urselle,
Neu!,
Byron Stingily,
The Dave Clark Five,
Rod Modell,
Ken Boothe,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Skarface,
The Music Machine,
Rhythm & Sound,
Dark Day,
Steve Hackett,
PIL,
Albert Ayler,
the Slits,
Little Man,
Yazoo,
Stetsasonic,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Deepchord,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
D'Angelo,
The Searchers,
R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O..
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.