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 Indonesia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 Spokane and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band to the rock 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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All Cheater Slicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rosa Yemen,
The Alarm Clocks,
Supertramp,
Lee Hazlewood,
OOIOO,
Scrapy,
Slave,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Erasure,
The Flesh Eaters,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kerrie Biddell,
Peter & Gordon,
Model 500,
Roy Ayers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Amon Düül,
Idris Muhammad,
Roger Hodgson,
The Victims,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Crash Course in Science,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Modern Lovers,
The Martian,
Mandrill,
Lyres,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
R.M.O.,
The Leaves,
Yellowson,
Mars,
The Associates,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Eddi Front,
Albert Ayler,
The Dead C,
Eric Copeland,
the Soft Cell,
Nirvana,
cv313,
The Mummies,
Derrick May,
Nas,
Agent Orange,
Grauzone,
Delta 5,
Eric B and Rakim,
the Human League,
Ken Boothe,
Gastr Del Sol,
Harmonia,
the Bar-Kays,
DJ Sneak,
Bad Manners,
Public Enemy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Nico,
Q65,
Camberwell Now,
A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls.
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.