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 Ghana and from Salvador.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 theremin 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 Harpers Bizarre to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Second Layer,
Pulsallama,
The Searchers,
Can,
Faust,
The Pop Group,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Juan Atkins,
Sixth Finger,
The Cure,
Au Pairs,
Lyres,
The Dead C,
Electric Prunes,
Amon Düül,
Cluster,
Lakeside,
Pierre Henry,
Sparks,
Dual Sessions,
The Five Americans,
The Cramps,
Deadbeat,
Skarface,
the Normal,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Anakelly,
DJ Sneak,
Minny Pops,
A Certain Ratio,
The Trojans,
Gabor Szabo,
Yusef Lateef,
Make Up,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Blake Baxter,
Shuggie Otis,
Gregory Isaacs,
Swans,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Organ,
Buzzcocks,
Freddie Wadling,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bad Manners,
Television Personalities,
New Order,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Invisible,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Lower 48,
Barbara Tucker,
The Monks,
Radio Birdman,
Index,
Severed Heads,
Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians.
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.