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 Madagascar and from Calgary.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Henry Cow to the techno 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 Loose Ends. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ossler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deakin,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Dorothy Ashby,
DJ Sneak,
The Neon Judgement,
David Axelrod,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Saccharine Trust,
Joe Finger,
the Germs,
Throbbing Gristle,
Alphaville,
Unwound,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Terry Callier,
Country Teasers,
Peter and Kerry,
Silicon Teens,
Jesper Dahlback,
Barbara Tucker,
B.T. Express,
Lyres,
The Tremeloes,
Jandek,
Oblivians,
Crispy Ambulance,
Scrapy,
Suburban Knight,
The Stooges,
Chrome,
Eve St. Jones,
Parry Music,
Aaron Thompson,
Erykah Badu,
Rapeman,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Martian,
Eric B and Rakim,
Quando Quango,
Thee Headcoats,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Smoke,
Mad Mike,
Crash Course in Science,
Bluetip,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
In Retrospect,
Deadbeat,
Negative Approach,
KRS-One,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Joyce Sims,
Gong,
Lee Hazlewood,
Whodini,
Fear,
Marvin Gaye,
the Human League,
Pulsallama,
The Beau Brummels,
The Invisible,
Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes.
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.