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 Denmark and from Woodstock.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Woodstock.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
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 F. McDonald to the disco 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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Bang on a Can All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Human League record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siouxsie and the Banshees record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Easy Going,
Negative Approach,
Deepchord,
Jandek,
Magazine,
This Heat,
The Motions,
China Crisis,
Angry Samoans,
Faust,
The Fugs,
Clear Light,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Patti Smith,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Buckinghams,
Flash Fearless,
F. McDonald,
The Doobie Brothers,
Faraquet,
Sparks,
Groovy Waters,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Section 25,
Max Romeo,
Ronan,
The Birthday Party,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Henry Cow,
LL Cool J,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Rites of Spring,
Zero Boys,
U.S. Maple,
Marine Girls,
the Association,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Soulsonic Force,
The Martian,
The Associates,
The Fortunes,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Pylon,
OOIOO,
Big Daddy Kane,
Tim Buckley,
Newcleus,
Ponytail,
10cc,
Connie Case,
Harry Pussy,
Con Funk Shun,
Black Flag,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Alarm Clocks,
Dennis Brown,
Scan 7,
Anakelly,
The American Breed,
X-102,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.