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 Costa Rica and from Tehran.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the 808 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 Japan to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Bronski Beat. All the underground hits.
All Jerry Gold Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mighty Diamonds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yellowson,
Sixth Finger,
The Raincoats,
cv313,
Sarah Menescal,
This Heat,
Marc Almond,
Judy Mowatt,
Ronnie Foster,
Magma,
The Move,
Mantronix,
Surgeon,
Second Layer,
Faust,
Eli Mardock,
Connie Case,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pet Shop Boys,
Dawn Penn,
a-ha,
Tubeway Army,
The Toasters,
JFA,
Sound Behaviour,
David Axelrod,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Golliwogs,
Soul II Soul,
MDC,
Dark Day,
LL Cool J,
Camouflage,
Howard Jones,
Sun Ra,
Yazoo,
Boogie Down Productions,
Suburban Knight,
Organ,
Black Flag,
Kerrie Biddell,
Symarip,
Brass Construction,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bill Wells,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Cure,
Freddie Wadling,
Icehouse,
Radiohead,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Pagans,
Intrusion,
Al Stewart,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Hashim,
The Searchers,
Rekid,
Kas Product,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jawbox,
Girls At Our Best!,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.