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 Burkina and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band to the rap 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All The Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Morten Harket,
Joe Smooth,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Au Pairs,
The New Christs,
Interpol,
Second Layer,
The Gap Band,
Absolute Body Control,
MC5,
Hoover,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Mummies,
Ralphi Rosario,
Fugazi,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Panda Bear,
Scan 7,
Warsaw,
Essential Logic,
Crash Course in Science,
Sister Nancy,
Country Joe & The Fish,
H. Thieme,
The Monochrome Set,
L. Decosne,
This Heat,
Patti Smith,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gang Green,
Main Source,
The Flesh Eaters,
Kurtis Blow,
Hardrive,
Masters at Work,
Rosa Yemen,
Lindisfarne,
Smog,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Skriet,
the Human League,
Glenn Branca,
Procol Harum,
Skarface,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Martian,
Faraquet,
Negative Approach,
The Moleskins,
Symarip,
Susan Cadogan,
New Age Steppers,
Ludus,
Massinfluence,
Moebius,
Charles Mingus,
Archie Shepp,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Aloha Tigers,
The Seeds,
Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu.
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.