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 Australia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the snare 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 Monks to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Eurythmics. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wings record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Inner City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
Eddi Front,
Roxette,
Joensuu 1685,
Von Mondo,
Marc Almond,
Grey Daturas,
Maleditus Sound,
The Index,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pantytec,
Unwound,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gang Green,
The Tremeloes,
Brothers Johnson,
Mandrill,
Schoolly D,
Radiohead,
E-Dancer,
Saccharine Trust,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Human League,
Harry Pussy,
The Techniques,
Das Ding,
The Zeros,
The Blackbyrds,
Basic Channel,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Misunderstood,
The American Breed,
Arcadia,
Dennis Brown,
Avey Tare,
Tres Demented,
Scratch Acid,
Wasted Youth,
Wally Richardson,
T.S.O.L.,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Severed Heads,
Motorama,
Ohio Players,
Girls At Our Best!,
H. Thieme,
Blancmange,
Television Personalities,
Kenny Larkin,
Skaos,
Guru Guru,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Matthew Halsall,
Anakelly,
Public Enemy,
Y Pants,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears.
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.