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 Nicaragua and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Skarface to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Bootsy Collins. All the underground hits.
All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Carl Craig,
Peter & Gordon,
Basic Channel,
Yaz,
Dark Day,
UT,
The Neon Judgement,
Crispy Ambulance,
Soul II Soul,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Can,
The Misunderstood,
Bill Wells,
LL Cool J,
Glambeats Corp.,
Suburban Knight,
Gregory Isaacs,
Althea and Donna,
Bronski Beat,
Anthony Braxton,
Chrome,
Derrick Morgan,
The Offenders,
Ultravox,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Pretty Things,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Fluxion,
The Tremeloes,
Index,
The Busters,
Camouflage,
Charles Mingus,
Kurtis Blow,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Blossom Toes,
Black Flag,
Bush Tetras,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Move,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The J.B.'s,
Josef K,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Barracudas,
Black Sheep,
Warsaw,
Pole,
Tommy Roe,
Al Stewart,
Idris Muhammad,
Warren Ellis,
The Grass Roots,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Flesh Eaters,
Moss Icon,
These Immortal Souls,
The Remains,
Rites of Spring,
Patti Smith,
Scion, Scion, Scion, Scion.
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.