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 Albania and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Motions to the punk 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 Absolute Body Control. All the underground hits.
All New Order tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gabor Szabo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Womack record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Japan,
The Searchers,
The Mojo Men,
Subhumans,
Yellowson,
Guru Guru,
Easy Going,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lalann,
Dawn Penn,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Martian,
Chris & Cosey,
Yazoo,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Moleskins,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Angry Samoans,
Buzzcocks,
Barry Ungar,
These Immortal Souls,
Scion,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Black Dice,
Panda Bear,
Robert Görl,
Funky Four + One,
Amon Düül II,
the Slits,
Marc Almond,
Dark Day,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Urselle,
Crime,
Maurizio,
Deadbeat,
Aloha Tigers,
Letta Mbulu,
Marcia Griffiths,
LL Cool J,
Sister Nancy,
Arab on Radar,
Popol Vuh,
Zapp,
The Human League,
Interpol,
Newcleus,
Joey Negro,
Rapeman,
Gichy Dan,
Blancmange,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Last Poets,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Barrington Levy,
X-101,
X-Ray Spex,
Model 500,
Deakin,
Reuben Wilson,
Bauhaus,
Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra.
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.