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 Germany and from Cairo.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 chamberlin 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 Aaron Thompson to the grunge 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 The Mojo Men. All the underground hits.
All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Livin' Joy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
Dawn Penn,
Livin' Joy,
Trumans Water,
The Moleskins,
Animal Collective,
The Misunderstood,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Neon Judgement,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
UT,
Judy Mowatt,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Saccharine Trust,
Metal Thangz,
DNA,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Vainqueur,
Swell Maps,
the Germs,
Sällskapet,
Harpers Bizarre,
Mo-Dettes,
Television Personalities,
Index,
Byron Stingily,
The Music Machine,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Oblivians,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Wolf Eyes,
Shoche,
Neil Young,
B.T. Express,
Gong,
Excepter,
EPMD,
U.S. Maple,
The J.B.'s,
New Order,
Faust,
Sunsets and Hearts,
One Last Wish,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mad Mike,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Dirtbombs,
Half Japanese,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Sound,
New Age Steppers,
Mr. Review,
AZ,
David Axelrod,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Knickerbockers,
Gang Green,
Bill Wells,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Motorama,
The Motions,
CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.
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.