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 Israel and from Lyon.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Winnipeg.
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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the organ 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 Lyres to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Sheep record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Laurel Aitken,
Black Sheep,
Harmonia,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Michelle Simonal,
Eric Dolphy,
Motorama,
The Victims,
Radiopuhelimet,
Infiniti,
The Divine Comedy,
June Days,
Q65,
Schoolly D,
New Order,
Morten Harket,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Alarm Clocks,
Babytalk,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Neil Young,
Ludus,
The Blues Magoos,
Al Stewart,
The Beau Brummels,
One Last Wish,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Marmalade,
Eli Mardock,
Sun City Girls,
Sound Behaviour,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sonny Sharrock,
The American Breed,
The Grass Roots,
Bauhaus,
Leonard Cohen,
X-Ray Spex,
Janne Schatter,
The Smiths,
The Buckinghams,
Stiv Bators,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rosa Yemen,
These Immortal Souls,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Gun Club,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Harry Pussy,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Invisible,
Ultravox,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
R.M.O.,
Wings,
Drexciya,
X-101,
Flipper,
Can, Can, Can, Can.
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.