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 Poland and from Toronto.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Loose Ends to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All Stockholm Monsters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sam Rivers,
Main Source,
Q and Not U,
Sonny Sharrock,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Human League,
Babytalk,
Kayak,
Jacob Miller,
Das Ding,
The Five Americans,
Bill Wells,
Funky Four + One,
Scientists,
Gabor Szabo,
Japan,
Dead Boys,
Television,
Hasil Adkins,
Fat Boys,
The Real Kids,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lou Reed,
the Human League,
Quadrant,
Joensuu 1685,
the Swans,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eric B and Rakim,
Anakelly,
Neu!,
Agitation Free,
Mark Hollis,
cv313,
Pantytec,
Reagan Youth,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Sonics,
Crash Course in Science,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bobby Womack,
Altered Images,
Gichy Dan,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Minnie Riperton,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Glambeats Corp.,
Bobby Byrd,
The Blues Magoos,
Yellowson,
Average White Band,
Matthew Bourne,
Blancmange,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Maleditus Sound,
Nik Kershaw,
Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters.
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.