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 Ecuador and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Laurel Aitken to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Loose Ends record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Second Layer,
Stetsasonic,
Sonic Youth,
Talk Talk,
the Association,
Absolute Body Control,
Public Image Ltd.,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Black Pus,
Rotary Connection,
The Gories,
Kerrie Biddell,
Underground Resistance,
Whodini,
10cc,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Motorama,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Surgeon,
One Last Wish,
The Birthday Party,
Terry Callier,
Junior Murvin,
Dead Boys,
Sound Behaviour,
These Immortal Souls,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Agent Orange,
Niagra,
Sandy B,
Ultravox,
Soul II Soul,
La Düsseldorf,
The Raincoats,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Happenings,
Dorothy Ashby,
Faust,
The Remains,
The Velvet Underground,
Bauhaus,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Johnny Osbourne,
Crash Course in Science,
Radio Birdman,
The Blackbyrds,
Henry Cow,
The Five Americans,
48th St. Collective,
The Sound,
Thompson Twins,
Radiohead,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Panda Bear,
Gabor Szabo,
Tommy Roe,
Loose Ends,
Harpers Bizarre,
Soul Sonic Force,
Flash Fearless,
The Standells, The Standells, The Standells, The Standells.
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.