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 India and from Copenhagen.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Manila.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Liaisons Dangereuses to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stiv Bators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Althea and Donna,
Babytalk,
Mr. Review,
Das Ding,
Jeff Lynne,
The Monochrome Set,
Sandy B,
Matthew Halsall,
Peter & Gordon,
Mission of Burma,
Marvin Gaye,
Roxette,
Public Image Ltd.,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
ABC,
Sarah Menescal,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Cramps,
the Slits,
James White and The Blacks,
Lebanon Hanover,
Warren Ellis,
Dark Day,
Jawbox,
The J.B.'s,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Pantytec,
F. McDonald,
AZ,
Glenn Branca,
Idris Muhammad,
Grandmaster Flash,
48th St. Collective,
New York Dolls,
The Offenders,
Panda Bear,
Sound Behaviour,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Tommy Roe,
Howard Jones,
DNA,
Average White Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Scott Walker,
Buzzcocks,
Eli Mardock,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Selecter,
Barbara Tucker,
Massinfluence,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Gun Club,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
kango's stein massive,
Al Stewart,
Rosa Yemen,
Depeche Mode,
Gang of Four,
Brand Nubian,
Eden Ahbez,
Rod Modell,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Saints,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.