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 Montenegro and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Average White Band to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Moebius. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Manfred Mann's Earth Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Wyatt,
Lou Christie,
John Foxx,
Jesper Dahlback,
Excepter,
Beasts of Bourbon,
the Bar-Kays,
Rod Modell,
MDC,
Roger Hodgson,
The Leaves,
The Birthday Party,
Mary Jane Girls,
X-Ray Spex,
Kaleidoscope,
Morten Harket,
Ten City,
Stiv Bators,
Severed Heads,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Grey Daturas,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Hardrive,
The Mighty Diamonds,
the Slits,
Gregory Isaacs,
Average White Band,
Rhythm & Sound,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Alison Limerick,
The Invisible,
Magazine,
The Victims,
Lightning Bolt,
Crime,
U.S. Maple,
Franke,
Sparks,
Colin Newman,
Can,
Marvin Gaye,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Thompson Twins,
Royal Trux,
Bizarre Inc.,
Clear Light,
Deadbeat,
The Monochrome Set,
Hoover,
The Pop Group,
The Flesh Eaters,
Harmonia,
Mission of Burma,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Swell Maps,
Sam Rivers,
Chrome,
Amazonics,
Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy.
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.