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 Peru and from Stockholm.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Zero Boys to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Animal Collective. All the underground hits.
All New York Dolls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every This Heat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
Sight & Sound,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Fuzztones,
Mars,
Chris & Cosey,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cluster,
X-102,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Alton Ellis,
Sun City Girls,
kango's stein massive,
Kayak,
Minutemen,
Nas,
Nation of Ulysses,
Shuggie Otis,
Khruangbin,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Livin' Joy,
The Trojans,
Altered Images,
Average White Band,
Mandrill,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
June Days,
Alison Limerick,
Sun Ra,
Peter and Kerry,
Black Moon,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
CMW,
Metal Thangz,
The Blackbyrds,
Rapeman,
Mad Mike,
Soul II Soul,
Smog,
Underground Resistance,
Tim Buckley,
Index,
Robert Wyatt,
June of 44,
Ronan,
Black Bananas,
The Last Poets,
The Offenders,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Harry Pussy,
Tom Boy,
Black Pus,
cv313,
Rufus Thomas,
The Searchers,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Cheater Slicks,
Deakin,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Robert Görl,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Bill Near,
Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks.
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.