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 Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 mellotron 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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson to the electroclash 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 Marine Girls. All the underground hits.
All Brass Construction tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The New Christs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bob Dylan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bluetip,
Soft Cell,
Johnny Clarke,
Quantec,
Roger Hodgson,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lakeside,
Althea and Donna,
Ituana,
Quando Quango,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Kerri Chandler,
Deakin,
Visage,
Bronski Beat,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lebanon Hanover,
Nas,
The Martian,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Harmonia,
Rod Modell,
Desert Stars,
Pere Ubu,
Kenny Larkin,
Howard Jones,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kaleidoscope,
Monolake,
Alice Coltrane,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Spandau Ballet,
Nico,
The Mojo Men,
Anakelly,
Dorothy Ashby,
Agent Orange,
B.T. Express,
D'Angelo,
New Age Steppers,
Pole,
Carl Craig,
The Gap Band,
Pussy Galore,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Crispy Ambulance,
Hardrive,
The Monochrome Set,
Parry Music,
Marmalade,
Basic Channel,
Blake Baxter,
Cluster,
Rotary Connection,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Sound,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes.
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.