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 China and from Winnipeg.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Audionom to the rock 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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q65 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gong record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magma,
The Misunderstood,
Interpol,
Average White Band,
Peter and Kerry,
Don Cherry,
Wasted Youth,
Drexciya,
Brass Construction,
Jeff Lynne,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Erasure,
Sällskapet,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Banda Bassotti,
John Coltrane,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Seeds,
Maleditus Sound,
Lalann,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Alphaville,
The Slits,
Soft Cell,
Main Source,
The Wake,
R.M.O.,
Ultra Naté,
Archie Shepp,
U.S. Maple,
Grandmaster Flash,
Fear,
Ludus,
Hot Snakes,
Sight & Sound,
EPMD,
Minny Pops,
B.T. Express,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Five Americans,
Technova,
Mantronix,
Q65,
Panda Bear,
the Slits,
Fugazi,
Tomorrow,
Essential Logic,
Royal Trux,
Shoche,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Accadde A,
Brothers Johnson,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Grauzone,
Agitation Free,
Sparks,
The Barracudas,
Bronski Beat,
the Bar-Kays,
Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim.
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.