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 Qatar and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Fire Engines to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 John Lydon. All the underground hits.
All Faraquet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Subhumans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mark Hollis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radio Birdman,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Eric B and Rakim,
Tim Buckley,
Flash Fearless,
Pantytec,
Porter Ricks,
48th St. Collective,
Todd Rundgren,
Chris Corsano,
Spandau Ballet,
Metal Thangz,
Talk Talk,
Scientists,
Rosa Yemen,
Soul II Soul,
The Residents,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Happenings,
Sound Behaviour,
Arcadia,
Kas Product,
E-Dancer,
Jeff Lynne,
Juan Atkins,
KRS-One,
Agitation Free,
Television Personalities,
The Move,
The Seeds,
Robert Görl,
X-102,
Sparks,
Skaos,
The United States of America,
Black Moon,
The American Breed,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
New Order,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Stereo Dub,
Grey Daturas,
Rapeman,
June of 44,
Colin Newman,
R.M.O.,
Monolake,
Spoonie Gee,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Matthew Bourne,
Black Pus,
Audionom,
A Certain Ratio,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Pet Shop Boys,
Zapp,
Ralphi Rosario,
Hardrive,
Ultra Naté,
Yaz,
Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna.
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.