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 Australia and from Bremen.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Woodstock.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Outsiders to the funk 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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All The Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Buzzcocks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Godley & Creme,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Remains,
CMW,
The Kinks,
The Associates,
Yaz,
Erasure,
the Slits,
Radiohead,
Joyce Sims,
Mary Jane Girls,
Eve St. Jones,
Swell Maps,
The Black Dice,
John Cale,
Ludus,
The Gories,
Siglo XX,
Todd Rundgren,
Country Teasers,
Prince Buster,
Lower 48,
Glenn Branca,
Scott Walker,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Fuzztones,
The Neon Judgement,
Arab on Radar,
Roxette,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Joensuu 1685,
ABBA,
Ralphi Rosario,
Max Romeo,
Unrelated Segments,
Lebanon Hanover,
Flipper,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Trumans Water,
The Blues Magoos,
Blancmange,
Pulsallama,
Derrick Morgan,
World's Most,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Fluxion,
Minutemen,
Joe Finger,
Jeff Mills,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Saints,
Black Sheep,
Niagra,
Inner City,
Soul II Soul,
Sonny Sharrock,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas.
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.