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 Latvia and from Houston.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 arpeggiator 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 The Neon Judgement to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Absolute Body Control. All the underground hits.
All Notorious Big And Bone Thugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Copeland record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Arcadia,
The Neon Judgement,
Howard Jones,
The Residents,
Reagan Youth,
Black Pus,
Bang On A Can,
Radiohead,
The Divine Comedy,
The Gun Club,
the Human League,
Dead Boys,
The Doors,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Gichy Dan,
Metal Thangz,
The Stooges,
Cymande,
Rosa Yemen,
Minor Threat,
the Soft Cell,
Slave,
Terrestrial Tones,
a-ha,
Flipper,
The Slackers,
Black Flag,
Hasil Adkins,
Television,
Erasure,
The Selecter,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Essential Logic,
Swell Maps,
Funkadelic,
K-Klass,
Intrusion,
Popol Vuh,
The Slits,
Janne Schatter,
Thompson Twins,
Desert Stars,
Make Up,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Marshall Jefferson,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bronski Beat,
Malaria!,
8 Eyed Spy,
London Community Gospel Choir,
AZ,
The Detroit Cobras,
Althea and Donna,
the Bar-Kays,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Walker Brothers,
Thee Headcoats,
Rufus Thomas,
Lightning Bolt,
Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare.
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.