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 Libya and from Seoul.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud. All the underground hits.
All Sonny Sharrock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every LL Cool J record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grauzone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Womack,
Joyce Sims,
Kevin Saunderson,
Skarface,
Little Man,
Sparks,
Iggy Pop,
Rites of Spring,
Piero Umiliani,
Second Layer,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Happenings,
Mantronix,
The Black Dice,
Oblivians,
Robert Hood,
The Neon Judgement,
Colin Newman,
Youth Brigade,
Moebius,
Agent Orange,
Erasure,
John Holt,
Talk Talk,
Boredoms,
ABC,
Joy Division,
Godley & Creme,
T.S.O.L.,
Sun Ra,
Matthew Halsall,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Harpers Bizarre,
Suicide,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Japan,
Panda Bear,
The Fire Engines,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Smoke,
Ralphi Rosario,
Thompson Twins,
Minor Threat,
Pere Ubu,
Judy Mowatt,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Mission of Burma,
Dead Boys,
Yusef Lateef,
Bootsy Collins,
The Searchers,
Peter and Kerry,
Qualms,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Trumans Water,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bronski Beat,
Alice Coltrane,
Rakim,
Toni Rubio,
Alton Ellis,
Warren Ellis,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.