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 Slovakia and from Hong Kong.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 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 In Retrospect to the grime 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 Byron Stingily. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rosa Yemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mission of Burma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tom Boy,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Roxy Music,
Tres Demented,
Duran Duran,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Skarface,
Gang of Four,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
La Düsseldorf,
K-Klass,
Lyres,
Stockholm Monsters,
Gang Starr,
Sandy B,
Fela Kuti,
The Invisible,
Jandek,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Erasure,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bobby Hutcherson,
PIL,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Dark Day,
Sugar Minott,
The Monochrome Set,
John Cale,
Colin Newman,
the Germs,
Brand Nubian,
Brothers Johnson,
Black Sheep,
The Count Five,
Electric Prunes,
Index,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ornette Coleman,
The Zeros,
Alison Limerick,
F. McDonald,
Rufus Thomas,
Cameo,
Panda Bear,
Wolf Eyes,
The Vogues,
E-Dancer,
Lalo Schifrin,
T. Rex,
Grauzone,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Rapeman,
Shoche,
Sight & Sound,
Jeru the Damaja,
Derrick Morgan,
MC5,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana.
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.