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 Panama and from Toronto.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Residents to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Human League 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kurtis Blow,
Duran Duran,
Roger Hodgson,
Tears for Fears,
The Gap Band,
Laurel Aitken,
Franke,
Erasure,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Ponytail,
The Knickerbockers,
Faust,
Joe Smooth,
New Age Steppers,
Japan,
The Skatalites,
Infiniti,
The Beau Brummels,
Gang Green,
The Sonics,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
June Days,
X-101,
Trumans Water,
Underground Resistance,
Jesper Dahlback,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Delta 5,
Toni Rubio,
Gang Gang Dance,
Suicide,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Neon Judgement,
Kenny Larkin,
Judy Mowatt,
Isaac Hayes,
Junior Murvin,
Charles Mingus,
World's Most,
PIL,
Little Man,
John Coltrane,
Young Marble Giants,
The Cowsills,
The Pretty Things,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
John Holt,
Marcia Griffiths,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Kinks,
The Remains,
The Slackers,
These Immortal Souls,
David Axelrod,
DJ Sneak,
Glenn Branca,
Schoolly D,
Jawbox,
Iggy Pop,
Procol Harum,
The Residents,
Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops.
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.