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 Croatia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 rhodes 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 Todd Rundgren to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All New Order tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joyce Sims 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 a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultimate Spinach,
Schoolly D,
Wolf Eyes,
Jacob Miller,
Andrew Hill,
Toni Rubio,
Howard Jones,
Jerry's Kids,
Slick Rick,
Janne Schatter,
Matthew Bourne,
Camouflage,
The Searchers,
The Moleskins,
Organ,
Juan Atkins,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ralphi Rosario,
Spoonie Gee,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sexual Harrassment,
Outsiders,
UT,
The Selecter,
The Real Kids,
Mandrill,
Mark Hollis,
Technova,
The Associates,
Aaron Thompson,
David Bowie,
Absolute Body Control,
48th St. Collective,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Agent Orange,
Zero Boys,
Livin' Joy,
Television Personalities,
Television,
Minny Pops,
Audionom,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Cabaret Voltaire,
ABBA,
Simply Red,
Trumans Water,
Bobby Byrd,
Fatback Band,
Jacques Brel,
China Crisis,
Lower 48,
the Association,
Second Layer,
LL Cool J,
Joe Smooth,
Grandmaster Flash,
Peter and Kerry,
Eurythmics,
Interpol,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.