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 Romania and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Colin Newman to the crunk 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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Rites of Spring tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
U.S. Maple,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Victims,
Maurizio,
Erasure,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Laurel Aitken,
John Foxx,
Gerry Rafferty,
Henry Cow,
Ponytail,
Mark Hollis,
Derrick Morgan,
MDC,
Roxy Music,
Aural Exciters,
Y Pants,
the Sonics,
Connie Case,
Donald Byrd,
Panda Bear,
Black Bananas,
Marvin Gaye,
Kenny Larkin,
Glenn Branca,
Circle Jerks,
The Selecter,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Fatback Band,
Mandrill,
Brand Nubian,
Ultra Naté,
Tubeway Army,
Glambeats Corp.,
Jandek,
Barclay James Harvest,
Amon Düül II,
Eli Mardock,
The Pop Group,
New York Dolls,
Aswad,
Susan Cadogan,
Anthony Braxton,
Scan 7,
Tears for Fears,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Shuggie Otis,
The Birthday Party,
Scion,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Skatalites,
Loose Ends,
Hasil Adkins,
Trumans Water,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Los Fastidios,
The Busters,
Barbara Tucker,
Avey Tare,
Shoche, Shoche, Shoche, Shoche.
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.