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 Indonesia and from Copenhagen.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 mellotron 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 Young Marble Giants to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Fatback Band. All the underground hits.
All Fugazi tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantaleimon 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Metal Thangz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Popol Vuh,
Buzzcocks,
The Count Five,
Colin Newman,
John Foxx,
Monks,
the Germs,
Funky Four + One,
Bobby Sherman,
Nation of Ulysses,
Junior Murvin,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Nick Fraelich,
World's Most,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Yusef Lateef,
Wolf Eyes,
Eric Copeland,
The Cure,
Zero Boys,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sonic Youth,
Ken Boothe,
Oblivians,
Los Fastidios,
Youth Brigade,
Kevin Saunderson,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Second Layer,
Stiv Bators,
The Seeds,
Jandek,
Janne Schatter,
Dorothy Ashby,
China Crisis,
Panda Bear,
D'Angelo,
Nik Kershaw,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Pole,
The Kinks,
LL Cool J,
Sound Behaviour,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Amazonics,
The Walker Brothers,
Delta 5,
Black Bananas,
Yaz,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Technova,
Lower 48,
Albert Ayler,
Animal Collective,
The Velvet Underground,
Cheater Slicks,
Groovy Waters,
R.M.O.,
Bill Near,
The Divine Comedy,
Nirvana,
Eddi Front,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.