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 the UAE and from Spokane.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 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 8 Eyed Spy to the grunge 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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All Cybotron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronnie Foster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxy Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
Hashim,
The Red Krayola,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Max Romeo,
The Walker Brothers,
Organ,
AZ,
Idris Muhammad,
Dual Sessions,
Procol Harum,
the Soft Cell,
Jeff Mills,
Soft Machine,
The Slackers,
Lungfish,
The Trojans,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Altered Images,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
the Slits,
The Searchers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Marvin Gaye,
Crash Course in Science,
Alton Ellis,
Echospace,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Hasil Adkins,
The Birthday Party,
Gil Scott Heron,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Standells,
Negative Approach,
Agent Orange,
Niagra,
Black Moon,
Bronski Beat,
Neil Young,
Kenny Larkin,
The Dave Clark Five,
Joe Finger,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Motions,
Aaron Thompson,
The Doobie Brothers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Sonics,
Bluetip,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lalann,
X-101,
MC5,
Barrington Levy,
Joey Negro,
Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe.
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.