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 Luxembourg and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 the Human League to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Aaron Thompson. All the underground hits.
All Sound Behaviour tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every De La Soul & Jungle Brothers 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hasil Adkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pulsallama,
Nik Kershaw,
Janne Schatter,
Massinfluence,
Stetsasonic,
Quando Quango,
Curtis Mayfield,
Neil Young,
Peter & Gordon,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Motions,
Saccharine Trust,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Cheater Slicks,
Bang On A Can,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Jimmy McGriff,
Khruangbin,
Pole,
OOIOO,
The Smiths,
Erykah Badu,
David McCallum,
Sandy B,
Groovy Waters,
Japan,
Nation of Ulysses,
10cc,
EPMD,
Henry Cow,
This Heat,
The Star Department,
Roger Hodgson,
The Trojans,
E-Dancer,
Nils Olav,
Panda Bear,
The Barracudas,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rosa Yemen,
These Immortal Souls,
The Toasters,
Reuben Wilson,
Lungfish,
Joe Smooth,
Ohio Players,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
PIL,
Joyce Sims,
Johnny Osbourne,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Depeche Mode,
MC5,
John Holt,
ABC,
X-Ray Spex,
Eric B and Rakim,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bad Manners,
Trumans Water,
Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster.
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.