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 Canada and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 linndrum 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 Terry Callier to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lightning Bolt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Golliwogs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sound,
CMW,
The Leaves,
Dave Gahan,
Theoretical Girls,
Lucky Dragons,
Henry Cow,
The Zeros,
Au Pairs,
Wasted Youth,
The Victims,
Guru Guru,
The Beau Brummels,
Soft Cell,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ornette Coleman,
Wings,
Blossom Toes,
Fear,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Monks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
X-Ray Spex,
Matthew Bourne,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Maleditus Sound,
The Walker Brothers,
Bad Manners,
Faust,
Roxy Music,
Supertramp,
Sixth Finger,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Anthony Braxton,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Swell Maps,
E-Dancer,
the Bar-Kays,
Franke,
Rakim,
Adolescents,
Ultravox,
Ralphi Rosario,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Grauzone,
Peter & Gordon,
Sandy B,
Camouflage,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gang Green,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Tremeloes,
Marine Girls,
Outsiders,
The Index,
Erykah Badu,
Popol Vuh,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Deadbeat,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich.
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.