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 Ukraine and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 mellotron 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 Pantytec to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 the Slits. All the underground hits.
All Pantaleimon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Infiniti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Metal Thangz,
Grandmaster Flash,
EPMD,
The Stooges,
Con Funk Shun,
David Bowie,
Drexciya,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gang Green,
Smog,
Massinfluence,
Echospace,
Livin' Joy,
Absolute Body Control,
Marc Almond,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Cowsills,
Lou Christie,
Unrelated Segments,
The Remains,
Amazonics,
Ultravox,
Avey Tare,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Invisible,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Cecil Taylor,
The New Christs,
Pole,
Laurel Aitken,
Ituana,
Warren Ellis,
The Angels of Light,
Quando Quango,
Essential Logic,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Icehouse,
Average White Band,
Jeff Mills,
Scan 7,
Fela Kuti,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Organ,
Maurizio,
Sandy B,
Japan,
Porter Ricks,
Eve St. Jones,
Pagans,
Reagan Youth,
Faust,
Section 25,
Lucky Dragons,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Todd Terry,
Sällskapet,
Gerry Rafferty,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
kango's stein massive,
T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L..
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.