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 Marshall Islands and from Manchester.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Tokyo.
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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Thompson Twins to the electroclash 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 Accadde A. All the underground hits.
All the Germs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faust 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Quadrant,
The Motions,
Pulsallama,
Radio Birdman,
The Durutti Column,
Neu!,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Black Flag,
The Trojans,
Dave Gahan,
KRS-One,
Pharoah Sanders,
Von Mondo,
Monolake,
The Knickerbockers,
The Zeros,
Kurtis Blow,
Lou Reed,
Interpol,
Anakelly,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Barracudas,
Groovy Waters,
Popol Vuh,
Tommy Roe,
Q65,
The Associates,
Mantronix,
Matthew Bourne,
Arthur Verocai,
New Age Steppers,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Monks,
Althea and Donna,
Lower 48,
Arab on Radar,
Audionom,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Pere Ubu,
The Toasters,
Mars,
Bronski Beat,
Suicide,
Grauzone,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Electric Prunes,
Terrestrial Tones,
Pole,
Mission of Burma,
Soul Sonic Force,
Soul II Soul,
David McCallum,
Sexual Harrassment,
Mad Mike,
This Heat,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
the Bar-Kays,
Lungfish,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland.
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.