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 Albania and from Beijing.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Spokane.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Marvin Gaye to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Motions. All the underground hits.
All Panda Bear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vladislav Delay record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
Suicide,
Pulsallama,
Ronnie Foster,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Boogie Down Productions,
Intrusion,
Severed Heads,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Slits,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ultra Naté,
The Blackbyrds,
a-ha,
Howard Jones,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Flesh Eaters,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Ludus,
Roxy Music,
The Real Kids,
Pole,
John Cale,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Barry Ungar,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lou Christie,
Absolute Body Control,
Audionom,
The Cramps,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Gang of Four,
K-Klass,
The Fire Engines,
Con Funk Shun,
Schoolly D,
Gang Starr,
Parry Music,
Mark Hollis,
KRS-One,
Lee Hazlewood,
X-Ray Spex,
Bobby Womack,
David Axelrod,
Terrestrial Tones,
Soft Cell,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Theoretical Girls,
Archie Shepp,
Lower 48,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Evens,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Electric Prunes,
The Names,
Infiniti,
Scratch Acid,
UT,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids.
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.