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 Indonesia and from Stockholm.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 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 Deakin to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Y Pants. All the underground hits.
All Liliput tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar 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 chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Quando Quango,
Make Up,
Au Pairs,
Joyce Sims,
The Sonics,
Goldenarms,
The Modern Lovers,
Mantronix,
E-Dancer,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Average White Band,
Infiniti,
Bluetip,
Hoover,
Byron Stingily,
Eric Dolphy,
Howard Jones,
Avey Tare,
Don Cherry,
Kas Product,
Qualms,
Von Mondo,
Leonard Cohen,
Steve Hackett,
Crispy Ambulance,
the Swans,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Supertramp,
Judy Mowatt,
Bobby Byrd,
Ronnie Foster,
Crash Course in Science,
Jeru the Damaja,
Malaria!,
June Days,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Index,
Charles Mingus,
DNA,
Delta 5,
Ultravox,
Deakin,
The Martian,
Zapp,
Cybotron,
Grey Daturas,
Marvin Gaye,
The Mummies,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Wake,
Eurythmics,
Absolute Body Control,
Jawbox,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
MC5,
B.T. Express,
Boz Scaggs,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sällskapet,
Intrusion,
The Monochrome Set,
Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T.
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.