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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Cairo.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Manchester.
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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Wire. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin 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 snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DNA,
Kerrie Biddell,
Amon Düül II,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ten City,
Idris Muhammad,
Black Sheep,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Massinfluence,
Kayak,
Todd Terry,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Cramps,
Rod Modell,
Youth Brigade,
Bluetip,
Lou Reed,
Amon Düül,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Young Marble Giants,
Smog,
Banda Bassotti,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cheater Slicks,
L. Decosne,
Ossler,
OOIOO,
Vladislav Delay,
Ultra Naté,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Simply Red,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Scratch Acid,
The Music Machine,
Rosa Yemen,
The Neon Judgement,
Howard Jones,
Peter and Kerry,
Chrome,
Gang of Four,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Leaves,
Davy DMX,
Graham Central Station,
Juan Atkins,
Urselle,
The Martian,
Hasil Adkins,
Harpers Bizarre,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Aloha Tigers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Funky Four + One,
Lou Christie,
The Wake,
ABC,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Walker Brothers,
Rotary Connection,
Man Eating Sloth,
K-Klass,
The Move, The Move, The Move, The Move.
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.