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 Fiji and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Dead Boys to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All Intrusion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pierre Henry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Grass Roots record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Organ,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bobby Sherman,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Vainqueur,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Carl Craig,
The Modern Lovers,
Sound Behaviour,
Pet Shop Boys,
the Soft Cell,
Lebanon Hanover,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Morten Harket,
the Normal,
Donald Byrd,
Audionom,
AZ,
Iggy Pop,
LL Cool J,
Scientists,
UT,
Eden Ahbez,
Yaz,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Misunderstood,
Fat Boys,
Groovy Waters,
The Leaves,
Lalann,
Darondo,
Bluetip,
Crime,
The Dead C,
Gang Green,
Sight & Sound,
Robert Görl,
Supertramp,
Wire,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Unrelated Segments,
Kool Moe Dee,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Flesh Eaters,
Index,
CMW,
Das Ding,
Al Stewart,
T. Rex,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Black Moon,
The Star Department,
Bizarre Inc.,
Davy DMX,
Man Parrish,
John Foxx,
Sun Ra,
X-Ray Spex,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.