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 Denmark and from Winnipeg.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 synthesizer 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 The Barracudas to the grunge 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 Das Ding. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Babytalk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magazine,
Kerrie Biddell,
Godley & Creme,
Black Flag,
The Gories,
Chris Corsano,
Pet Shop Boys,
Robert Hood,
Black Bananas,
Quadrant,
Janne Schatter,
the Association,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Doobie Brothers,
Yazoo,
Unrelated Segments,
F. McDonald,
The United States of America,
Funky Four + One,
Roxette,
Fugazi,
Icehouse,
Barbara Tucker,
Brothers Johnson,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Maleditus Sound,
Wings,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gil Scott Heron,
Blake Baxter,
Jeff Mills,
Grey Daturas,
Moebius,
John Foxx,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Glenn Branca,
Morten Harket,
Deakin,
Carl Craig,
Joensuu 1685,
The Motions,
Clear Light,
Pylon,
Eric B and Rakim,
Nick Fraelich,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Electric Prunes,
Flipper,
The American Breed,
Slick Rick,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Boz Scaggs,
Black Pus,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Busters,
Minor Threat,
Young Marble Giants,
The Star Department,
Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler.
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.