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 Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 harpsichord 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 Dave Gahan to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All Eddi Front tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kevin Saunderson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cameo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
John Coltrane,
Lakeside,
Joyce Sims,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kayak,
Nirvana,
Q and Not U,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Smog,
Quantec,
Basic Channel,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sister Nancy,
Minor Threat,
Subhumans,
Ossler,
Isaac Hayes,
New York Dolls,
Livin' Joy,
Yellowson,
Symarip,
Negative Approach,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sex Pistols,
Hoover,
Can,
The Modern Lovers,
Sixth Finger,
June of 44,
Robert Hood,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Deakin,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Suburban Knight,
Moebius,
Tommy Roe,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Neu!,
48th St. Collective,
The Remains,
Angry Samoans,
James White and The Blacks,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Eden Ahbez,
Flipper,
Cybotron,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sonic Youth,
La Düsseldorf,
Bobby Byrd,
Flash Fearless,
The Residents,
Moss Icon,
The Vogues,
Archie Shepp,
Sun City Girls,
Tomorrow,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan.
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.