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 Laos 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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 guitar 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 Curtis Mayfield to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Patti Smith. All the underground hits.
All The Vogues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Evens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gabor Szabo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cabaret Voltaire,
Scrapy,
Television Personalities,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Marc Almond,
Iggy Pop,
Subhumans,
Deadbeat,
Fad Gadget,
The Misunderstood,
Thompson Twins,
Wolf Eyes,
Hot Snakes,
Susan Cadogan,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Eyeless In Gaza,
FM Einheit,
Gang Starr,
Essential Logic,
Crispian St. Peters,
Aaron Thompson,
Curtis Mayfield,
OOIOO,
Robert Wyatt,
Echospace,
Roger Hodgson,
David Axelrod,
Soulsonic Force,
Maleditus Sound,
Rapeman,
Basic Channel,
Dark Day,
Roxette,
The Gladiators,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bluetip,
Angry Samoans,
Organ,
David McCallum,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Vainqueur,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Walker Brothers,
Lower 48,
June of 44,
Gastr Del Sol,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Q and Not U,
Radiohead,
Guru Guru,
Eddi Front,
Ultra Naté,
the Normal,
Half Japanese,
The Skatalites,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Marvin Gaye,
Radiopuhelimet,
Audionom,
Brothers Johnson,
Supertramp,
Niagra,
Sound Behaviour,
Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four.
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.