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 Guinea and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Fad Gadget to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Monks. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Victims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Excepter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Babytalk,
Flash Fearless,
Whodini,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Fall,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Slits,
Dennis Brown,
Bang On A Can,
Reagan Youth,
Skriet,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Warsaw,
The Dave Clark Five,
These Immortal Souls,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Mo-Dettes,
Hardrive,
The Remains,
Marc Almond,
Rhythm & Sound,
Joyce Sims,
Grey Daturas,
The Music Machine,
June Days,
Chris Corsano,
The Sonics,
Stockholm Monsters,
Marine Girls,
Gabor Szabo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Qualms,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
One Last Wish,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Detroit Cobras,
Eric Dolphy,
Oneida,
Faraquet,
Gerry Rafferty,
Frankie Knuckles,
Soul Sonic Force,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Skatalites,
Cluster,
Skarface,
Cybotron,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Joey Negro,
The Alarm Clocks,
Reuben Wilson,
Johnny Clarke,
Scion,
Crime,
The Associates,
Soft Machine,
Supertramp,
The Velvet Underground,
Surgeon,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.