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 Mongolia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Glasgow.
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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Sound Behaviour to the electroclash 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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Bourne 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Whodini record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Zeros,
Severed Heads,
Gong,
Q and Not U,
Negative Approach,
Joe Smooth,
Delon & Dalcan,
Dave Gahan,
Curtis Mayfield,
Fluxion,
Rosa Yemen,
Peter and Kerry,
The Gap Band,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Piero Umiliani,
FM Einheit,
Toni Rubio,
Niagra,
Subhumans,
Judy Mowatt,
The Electric Prunes,
Organ,
The Fuzztones,
Funky Four + One,
The Dead C,
The Selecter,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bill Wells,
Flash Fearless,
Aural Exciters,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Khruangbin,
Slave,
Buzzcocks,
John Holt,
Fugazi,
Tom Boy,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Nick Fraelich,
Roger Hodgson,
Junior Murvin,
The Gladiators,
The Busters,
Fatback Band,
Roxy Music,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Fifty Foot Hose,
June of 44,
Patti Smith,
Moby Grape,
Davy DMX,
Alison Limerick,
Zapp,
Harry Pussy,
Parry Music,
Liliput,
Carl Craig,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Sonics,
Fear,
AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.
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.