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 Mauritius and from Lyon.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Fifty Foot Hose to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Bush Tetras. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Strawberry Alarm Clock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Brand Nubian,
The Mummies,
Pantytec,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
World's Most,
Ice-T,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Pole,
Skriet,
Technova,
Clear Light,
Negative Approach,
Sam Rivers,
Marshall Jefferson,
Half Japanese,
The Red Krayola,
DJ Style,
Second Layer,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Alphaville,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Modern Lovers,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Dark Day,
China Crisis,
Can,
PIL,
Graham Central Station,
Howard Jones,
Sex Pistols,
Bush Tetras,
The Human League,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Symarip,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lindisfarne,
Brothers Johnson,
Blake Baxter,
Skarface,
Agent Orange,
Harmonia,
The Trojans,
K-Klass,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Arab on Radar,
Anthony Braxton,
Avey Tare,
Gang of Four,
Popol Vuh,
Aaron Thompson,
Fifty Foot Hose,
LL Cool J,
Nico,
Bauhaus,
Porter Ricks,
Aural Exciters,
U.S. Maple,
Flipper,
Wolf Eyes,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.