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 Sierra Leone and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Can to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Count Five. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harpers Bizarre 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 '60s 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 Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
EPMD,
Von Mondo,
Lou Christie,
Letta Mbulu,
AZ,
Kerri Chandler,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Crash Course in Science,
Wally Richardson,
Warren Ellis,
Bluetip,
Al Stewart,
Ossler,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Kenny Larkin,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Alison Limerick,
Fatback Band,
Quantec,
Smog,
Metal Thangz,
MC5,
Matthew Bourne,
The Alarm Clocks,
Tubeway Army,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Walker Brothers,
Index,
Adolescents,
B.T. Express,
Radiohead,
Unwound,
Accadde A,
Crooked Eye,
LL Cool J,
Bush Tetras,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Absolute Body Control,
Matthew Halsall,
Public Image Ltd.,
Yazoo,
Malaria!,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Slits,
Neu!,
Stereo Dub,
Eli Mardock,
The Red Krayola,
Mary Jane Girls,
Deadbeat,
Oneida,
Mission of Burma,
The Smoke,
Hot Snakes,
Sound Behaviour,
Gang of Four,
Spoonie Gee,
Jeff Mills,
Scientists,
Los Fastidios,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Section 25,
Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones.
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.