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 Syria and from Columbus.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Joensuu 1685 to the disco 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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All Magma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flamin' Groovies,
Cameo,
Yusef Lateef,
JFA,
The Electric Prunes,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Kayak,
The Move,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Saints,
China Crisis,
World's Most,
Yazoo,
Jawbox,
Ten City,
Nation of Ulysses,
Henry Cow,
The United States of America,
Adolescents,
John Foxx,
The Remains,
Josef K,
Hoover,
Graham Central Station,
The Leaves,
Ultravox,
The Standells,
Steve Hackett,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Thompson Twins,
Rod Modell,
Unrelated Segments,
Mars,
The Busters,
John Coltrane,
F. McDonald,
the Germs,
Quando Quango,
Popol Vuh,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Marine Girls,
Kenny Larkin,
Roxy Music,
the Swans,
Jacob Miller,
Tubeway Army,
The Residents,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Skarface,
Dennis Brown,
Dave Gahan,
The Dead C,
Marmalade,
The Gladiators,
Make Up,
Toni Rubio,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Golliwogs,
Urselle,
The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos.
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.