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 Uzbekistan and from Cairo.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Lebanon Hanover to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eyeless In Gaza record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sight & Sound,
Agent Orange,
Eurythmics,
Cecil Taylor,
ABC,
Zero Boys,
Junior Murvin,
Lakeside,
Excepter,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kaleidoscope,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Animal Collective,
Alton Ellis,
Silicon Teens,
Public Enemy,
Wolf Eyes,
The Remains,
Iggy Pop,
Archie Shepp,
Jeff Mills,
Lalo Schifrin,
Cheater Slicks,
Godley & Creme,
The Fuzztones,
Hasil Adkins,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Newcleus,
Crime,
Barry Ungar,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Moebius,
Hashim,
Carl Craig,
Pere Ubu,
Bad Manners,
Scott Walker,
Trumans Water,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Livin' Joy,
Radiohead,
The Fall,
Hardrive,
UT,
Amon Düül,
Intrusion,
Half Japanese,
Masters at Work,
The Invisible,
Ornette Coleman,
Electric Prunes,
The Martian,
Rapeman,
Avey Tare,
H. Thieme,
Nik Kershaw,
Inner City,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
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.