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 Mauritius and from Manchester.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 arpeggiator 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 Pere Ubu to the disco 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 Germs. All the underground hits.
All Pierre Henry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drexciya record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Eve St. Jones,
Scion,
Nico,
Darondo,
Black Pus,
T.S.O.L.,
Michelle Simonal,
Gregory Isaacs,
Soft Machine,
Television Personalities,
Nik Kershaw,
Quadrant,
Nation of Ulysses,
China Crisis,
In Retrospect,
The Gun Club,
Howard Jones,
Ornette Coleman,
Shuggie Otis,
The Dirtbombs,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Techniques,
Drexciya,
The Pop Group,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Real Kids,
a-ha,
The Sonics,
Accadde A,
Lalo Schifrin,
This Heat,
Zapp,
Godley & Creme,
Massinfluence,
Moby Grape,
The Black Dice,
cv313,
Gong,
FM Einheit,
Newcleus,
Icehouse,
Niagra,
Guru Guru,
The Divine Comedy,
Hot Snakes,
Tomorrow,
8 Eyed Spy,
the Normal,
Visage,
Spandau Ballet,
The Happenings,
Moebius,
Nils Olav,
Sight & Sound,
Alphaville,
Cabaret Voltaire,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
John Coltrane,
Section 25,
The Cure,
Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis.
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.