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 Jordan and from Glasgow.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Roger Hodgson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fuzztones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Dorothy Ashby,
Throbbing Gristle,
ABC,
Lalann,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Minor Threat,
The Gun Club,
The Techniques,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ralphi Rosario,
Electric Prunes,
Mo-Dettes,
Depeche Mode,
The Modern Lovers,
The Red Krayola,
Q and Not U,
Colin Newman,
Lyres,
Scientists,
Adolescents,
Robert Görl,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
T.S.O.L.,
Alison Limerick,
Smog,
Soulsonic Force,
The Busters,
Liliput,
Tres Demented,
Lightning Bolt,
Pussy Galore,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Alphaville,
Fatback Band,
Simply Red,
Dawn Penn,
Panda Bear,
Curtis Mayfield,
Joensuu 1685,
Joy Division,
Kenny Larkin,
Amon Düül II,
Junior Murvin,
Byron Stingily,
Jesper Dahlback,
Half Japanese,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lindisfarne,
Bobby Byrd,
The Gladiators,
John Foxx,
Livin' Joy,
The Beau Brummels,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Wally Richardson,
Joe Finger,
Thompson Twins,
Echospace,
Radiohead,
Underground Resistance,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.