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 Kazakhstan and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Residents to the electroclash 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 The Mojo Men. All the underground hits.
All Thompson Twins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cymande record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mandrill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
a-ha,
the Germs,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bizarre Inc.,
Negative Approach,
Juan Atkins,
Massinfluence,
The Offenders,
CMW,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Skatalites,
Kas Product,
Jacques Brel,
Chrome,
The Tremeloes,
Donny Hathaway,
Grey Daturas,
Scion,
The Modern Lovers,
Television Personalities,
Moss Icon,
Frankie Knuckles,
Das Ding,
8 Eyed Spy,
Scratch Acid,
Glenn Branca,
Toni Rubio,
The Happenings,
The Gap Band,
Youth Brigade,
Tubeway Army,
Smog,
Michelle Simonal,
Byron Stingily,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Underground Resistance,
Hasil Adkins,
Matthew Halsall,
Bootsy Collins,
One Last Wish,
Robert Hood,
The Red Krayola,
Gong,
The Electric Prunes,
Graham Central Station,
Ice-T,
Supertramp,
Funky Four + One,
Scan 7,
Barry Ungar,
The Alarm Clocks,
Blake Baxter,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The New Christs,
Whodini,
China Crisis,
The Fuzztones,
Skarface,
Excepter,
Maurizio,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.