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 Samoa and from Milan.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu to the electroclash 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 Teenage Jesus and the Jerks. All the underground hits.
All Brand Nubian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispy Ambulance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eddi Front,
the Association,
Fugazi,
Freddie Wadling,
The Moleskins,
Funkadelic,
Aswad,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
B.T. Express,
Dead Boys,
Throbbing Gristle,
New Order,
James White and The Blacks,
Girls At Our Best!,
Don Cherry,
Boredoms,
Bizarre Inc.,
It's A Beautiful Day,
This Heat,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rod Modell,
The Music Machine,
Marmalade,
E-Dancer,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Half Japanese,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Severed Heads,
Television Personalities,
Marine Girls,
Ice-T,
Josef K,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Soft Machine,
Marcia Griffiths,
Radio Birdman,
The Wake,
ABBA,
The Blues Magoos,
the Normal,
The Vogues,
Supertramp,
Gerry Rafferty,
Skaos,
Grey Daturas,
Bootsy Collins,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
PIL,
Crash Course in Science,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Fortunes,
Yazoo,
Neu!,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Jerry's Kids,
Patti Smith,
Bobby Womack,
Theoretical Girls,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Drexciya,
Parry Music,
Black Flag,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.
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.