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 Kazakhstan and from Edmonton.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Nik Kershaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barry Ungar 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?
the Swans,
Leonard Cohen,
Gichy Dan,
Public Image Ltd.,
Jawbox,
The Moody Blues,
Japan,
Flash Fearless,
R.M.O.,
Marine Girls,
Brass Construction,
Massinfluence,
Deakin,
New Age Steppers,
Blancmange,
The Mummies,
The Fall,
The Wake,
Wings,
Peter & Gordon,
Lalann,
The Doors,
Bob Dylan,
The Detroit Cobras,
Cal Tjader,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Smog,
Nation of Ulysses,
Parry Music,
Ten City,
Animal Collective,
the Human League,
Darondo,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Television,
Scott Walker,
Marvin Gaye,
The American Breed,
Erykah Badu,
Robert Hood,
Half Japanese,
Cybotron,
Livin' Joy,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Procol Harum,
Arab on Radar,
Sex Pistols,
The Smiths,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Maurizio,
The Index,
Marcia Griffiths,
Reuben Wilson,
Electric Prunes,
Sister Nancy,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Birthday Party,
Infiniti,
Avey Tare,
Graham Central Station,
Pagans,
The Velvet Underground,
The Sound,
Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott.
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.