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 Costa Rica and from Toronto.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the snare 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 The J.B.'s to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Bang On A Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ralphi Rosario record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Neon Judgement,
Easy Going,
Pantytec,
Kerrie Biddell,
Hot Snakes,
The Seeds,
Ralphi Rosario,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sonic Youth,
Soul II Soul,
Marshall Jefferson,
Altered Images,
Jacques Brel,
Albert Ayler,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Vogues,
The Modern Lovers,
The Searchers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Minutemen,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Nico,
The Young Rascals,
Black Flag,
Charles Mingus,
Half Japanese,
Colin Newman,
Jandek,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Cheater Slicks,
Nas,
MC5,
The Cowsills,
Mandrill,
The Five Americans,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
June of 44,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Audionom,
Bill Near,
Duran Duran,
Guru Guru,
Nirvana,
The Doors,
JFA,
Shoche,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Newcleus,
The Barracudas,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sugar Minott,
Aswad,
Blossom Toes,
Skarface,
Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey.
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.