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 Mali and from Mumbai.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Icehouse to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wasted Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Boredoms,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Associates,
The Techniques,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Mad Mike,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Morten Harket,
Whodini,
Fugazi,
The Walker Brothers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Essential Logic,
Radio Birdman,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Gladiators,
JFA,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Soft Machine,
Simply Red,
Pere Ubu,
Lalo Schifrin,
X-101,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Flamin' Groovies,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Althea and Donna,
Ronan,
Fear,
Bronski Beat,
Barclay James Harvest,
Banda Bassotti,
Freddie Wadling,
Subhumans,
Royal Trux,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Mantronix,
Rotary Connection,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Basic Channel,
Ralphi Rosario,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Infiniti,
Lyres,
Depeche Mode,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Amon Düül II,
The Divine Comedy,
Prince Buster,
Monolake,
The Barracudas,
Wally Richardson,
Popol Vuh,
Marvin Gaye,
Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers.
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.