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 Laos and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 the Human League to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Tim Buckley. All the underground hits.
All Roger Hodgson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Intrusion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Eating Sloth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Franke,
Slick Rick,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Fuzztones,
DNA,
Alison Limerick,
the Human League,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Zero Boys,
Basic Channel,
Babytalk,
Joey Negro,
Yellowson,
The American Breed,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Gories,
Crispian St. Peters,
Ten City,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Outsiders,
Radiohead,
Banda Bassotti,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Joy Division,
Suicide,
Gil Scott Heron,
Anakelly,
The Birthday Party,
Eli Mardock,
Clear Light,
Organ,
Hashim,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bronski Beat,
The Victims,
The Monochrome Set,
Duran Duran,
Pet Shop Boys,
Johnny Clarke,
Dark Day,
Lightning Bolt,
Gichy Dan,
New Age Steppers,
Alphaville,
Q and Not U,
The Slackers,
The Misunderstood,
Lalann,
Boz Scaggs,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Rufus Thomas,
Minutemen,
The Blues Magoos,
Wire,
Pantytec,
June of 44,
Severed Heads,
The Grass Roots,
A Certain Ratio,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Fall, The Fall, The Fall, The Fall.
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.