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 Lucia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Bobbi Humphrey to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All The Residents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric B and Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Teasers,
Sarah Menescal,
Faust,
Marine Girls,
Index,
Gichy Dan,
Parry Music,
Rekid,
Brand Nubian,
Mad Mike,
F. McDonald,
Pole,
Boredoms,
Wire,
Make Up,
Suburban Knight,
The Fortunes,
Barclay James Harvest,
Crash Course in Science,
Tim Buckley,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bluetip,
Masters at Work,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Max Romeo,
Glambeats Corp.,
Bill Near,
Arcadia,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bauhaus,
The Index,
the Germs,
Scott Walker,
Kerrie Biddell,
Mandrill,
The Gap Band,
LL Cool J,
Matthew Bourne,
Infiniti,
Amon Düül II,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Cluster,
Essential Logic,
Siglo XX,
Lucky Dragons,
Derrick May,
The Angels of Light,
Lou Christie,
Chris & Cosey,
The Slits,
D'Angelo,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Durutti Column,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Cowsills,
Lebanon Hanover,
Fear,
The Human League,
The Moody Blues,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.