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 Cameroon and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the 808 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 Ohio Players to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Tres Demented. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arab on Radar record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
Bad Manners,
The Associates,
Fela Kuti,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Cymande,
Arthur Verocai,
Maleditus Sound,
Wire,
Sexual Harrassment,
Roy Ayers,
Alison Limerick,
Ten City,
Fluxion,
Eric Copeland,
The Birthday Party,
Moebius,
Hot Snakes,
Hardrive,
The Raincoats,
Arcadia,
Gil Scott Heron,
Amon Düül II,
The Fall,
Niagra,
Isaac Hayes,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Motions,
The Zeros,
48th St. Collective,
Roxy Music,
The Vogues,
Banda Bassotti,
Soul II Soul,
Vainqueur,
Barbara Tucker,
Bauhaus,
The Names,
Symarip,
Television,
The Neon Judgement,
Toni Rubio,
Unwound,
Monolake,
Carl Craig,
Audionom,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Gang Green,
Matthew Halsall,
Hoover,
In Retrospect,
Sparks,
Andrew Hill,
Rekid,
Supertramp,
Minor Threat,
Soulsonic Force,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Judy Mowatt,
Qualms,
the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell.
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.