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 Kiribati and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 clarinet 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 Heavy D & The Boyz to the electroclash 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 Knickerbockers. All the underground hits.
All The Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Clear Light,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sun City Girls,
It's A Beautiful Day,
MDC,
The Happenings,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pierre Henry,
Supertramp,
Al Stewart,
The Blackbyrds,
Camouflage,
The Red Krayola,
Vladislav Delay,
The Real Kids,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Raincoats,
The Golliwogs,
Josef K,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Gap Band,
The Human League,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Selecter,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Pretty Things,
Glenn Branca,
Unwound,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Niagra,
John Coltrane,
Ohio Players,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Derrick Morgan,
Erykah Badu,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lungfish,
Rakim,
Bad Manners,
Ludus,
Frankie Knuckles,
Cheater Slicks,
Danielle Patucci,
Lower 48,
Lou Christie,
Franke,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Prince Buster,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Junior Murvin,
Altered Images,
Agitation Free,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Yellowson,
Iggy Pop,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Model 500,
Urselle,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.