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 Samoa and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 clarinet 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 cv313 to the funk 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 The Cramps. All the underground hits.
All Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Flock of Seagulls 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neu!,
Marshall Jefferson,
Graham Central Station,
Frankie Knuckles,
Mars,
10cc,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Dual Sessions,
Johnny Osbourne,
Angry Samoans,
Inner City,
Duran Duran,
Hot Snakes,
Maurizio,
Jesper Dahlback,
Kas Product,
F. McDonald,
Judy Mowatt,
Swell Maps,
The Leaves,
Throbbing Gristle,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Barracudas,
The Human League,
Von Mondo,
Amon Düül II,
the Soft Cell,
Junior Murvin,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ohio Players,
Masters at Work,
The Mojo Men,
The Blues Magoos,
Alphaville,
B.T. Express,
Joe Smooth,
The Sound,
Circle Jerks,
Wolf Eyes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Divine Comedy,
Guru Guru,
David Axelrod,
Minnie Riperton,
The Black Dice,
JFA,
Blake Baxter,
Mark Hollis,
Warsaw,
Eurythmics,
Desert Stars,
The Gladiators,
Soulsonic Force,
Radiopuhelimet,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Slick Rick,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Names, The Names, The Names, The Names.
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.