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 Greece and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Pantytec to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All The Smiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bluetip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
T. Rex,
The Invisible,
Pere Ubu,
Y Pants,
Bluetip,
Adolescents,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Radiopuhelimet,
the Normal,
Gichy Dan,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
David McCallum,
The Searchers,
Funkadelic,
E-Dancer,
Black Sheep,
Tubeway Army,
The Wake,
Scrapy,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kayak,
the Human League,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Slits,
Marmalade,
X-101,
Bobby Sherman,
The Beau Brummels,
Ossler,
Tres Demented,
Kenny Larkin,
Isaac Hayes,
Black Bananas,
David Axelrod,
Moss Icon,
Depeche Mode,
Letta Mbulu,
Country Teasers,
The Doobie Brothers,
Wolf Eyes,
Deakin,
Nirvana,
Susan Cadogan,
Jeru the Damaja,
Dennis Brown,
Chris Corsano,
Joensuu 1685,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Arcadia,
Amon Düül II,
Drexciya,
Maurizio,
Das Ding,
The Monks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fad Gadget,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Joyce Sims,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Magma,
Mark Hollis,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt.
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.