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 Moldova and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Mad Mike. All the underground hits.
All New Order tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hoover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Colin Newman,
Camberwell Now,
Erasure,
The Associates,
Black Pus,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Joy Division,
Godley & Creme,
Max Romeo,
Organ,
World's Most,
JFA,
Janne Schatter,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gastr Del Sol,
Unwound,
Leonard Cohen,
Stiv Bators,
The Cowsills,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Scratch Acid,
Chris & Cosey,
Au Pairs,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lebanon Hanover,
Flipper,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Japan,
Marshall Jefferson,
Pole,
Rites of Spring,
Spoonie Gee,
Kool Moe Dee,
KRS-One,
The New Christs,
Robert Hood,
Fugazi,
Sound Behaviour,
Monolake,
The Fortunes,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Gang Green,
Nirvana,
Blancmange,
Pharoah Sanders,
Pantytec,
Boredoms,
The Doors,
The Human League,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Buzzcocks,
Tom Boy,
Excepter,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gang Gang Dance,
Dead Boys,
Cal Tjader,
Donald Byrd,
Mark Hollis,
Flash Fearless,
Dark Day,
Schoolly D,
Ultravox,
Fad Gadget,
Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work.
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.