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 Poland and from Mumbai.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Glenn Branca to the jazz 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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All Accadde A tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Real Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blancmange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Deakin,
Ponytail,
The Techniques,
Fear,
the Soft Cell,
June Days,
Kerri Chandler,
Camberwell Now,
Inner City,
Technova,
Funky Four + One,
Bad Manners,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bobby Byrd,
Icehouse,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Public Image Ltd.,
Laurel Aitken,
The Angels of Light,
Peter & Gordon,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Erykah Badu,
Yellowson,
ABC,
Silicon Teens,
Qualms,
Anthony Braxton,
Yazoo,
Drexciya,
Eli Mardock,
Bill Near,
Gil Scott Heron,
Buzzcocks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Average White Band,
Bush Tetras,
Darondo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Last Poets,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Joyce Sims,
James White and The Blacks,
FM Einheit,
Wings,
Eddi Front,
The American Breed,
Gong,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
the Swans,
Crash Course in Science,
The Busters,
Reagan Youth,
X-Ray Spex,
Nick Fraelich,
Country Teasers,
the Normal,
Hardrive,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Max Romeo,
Black Pus, Black Pus, Black Pus, Black Pus.
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.