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 Ivory Coast and from Hong Kong.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Sparks to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.
All Morten Harket tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Bar-Kays 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobbi Humphrey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
Sight & Sound,
Joe Finger,
The Kinks,
The Misunderstood,
The Remains,
Cameo,
Skarface,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ralphi Rosario,
the Germs,
Little Man,
Gang Green,
Yaz,
Minny Pops,
Brothers Johnson,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Nas,
the Human League,
Newcleus,
Los Fastidios,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ten City,
Scan 7,
Lakeside,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Can,
The Music Machine,
The Toasters,
Steve Hackett,
The Trojans,
The Sound,
Wolf Eyes,
Suicide,
Masters at Work,
Flipper,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Interpol,
Rufus Thomas,
Mandrill,
Marine Girls,
Icehouse,
Cluster,
The Real Kids,
Arthur Verocai,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Slave,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Swans,
The Skatalites,
The Cure,
Spandau Ballet,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Boredoms,
10cc,
Tropical Tobacco,
Janne Schatter,
Second Layer,
Oblivians,
The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams.
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.