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 Comoros and from Bologna.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Taipei.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Guru Guru 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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All Excepter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Womack record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minnie Riperton,
Rotary Connection,
Suburban Knight,
Peter & Gordon,
Dave Gahan,
Silicon Teens,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Eddi Front,
Judy Mowatt,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ornette Coleman,
the Bar-Kays,
Visage,
The Monks,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Radiohead,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Cowsills,
Pere Ubu,
Jeff Lynne,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Saints,
Rapeman,
Graham Central Station,
the Human League,
Cal Tjader,
Soft Machine,
Kaleidoscope,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Fluxion,
Crooked Eye,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Derrick May,
Nas,
The Associates,
The Evens,
The Star Department,
The Five Americans,
Pantytec,
Royal Trux,
The Detroit Cobras,
Groovy Waters,
Procol Harum,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Tropical Tobacco,
Banda Bassotti,
Youth Brigade,
The Doors,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sparks,
Radiopuhelimet,
Organ,
Symarip,
the Swans,
Hoover,
Joe Smooth,
Underground Resistance,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas.
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.