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 Norway and from Houston.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the sitar 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 Electric Prunes 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 Babytalk. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Steve Hackett,
Archie Shepp,
Drive Like Jehu,
Todd Terry,
The Wake,
The Neon Judgement,
the Bar-Kays,
Nico,
a-ha,
Rotary Connection,
The Smiths,
June of 44,
Leonard Cohen,
Minny Pops,
The Motions,
Alphaville,
Youth Brigade,
One Last Wish,
Silicon Teens,
Roger Hodgson,
The Fuzztones,
the Swans,
Fear,
Second Layer,
Mark Hollis,
Rufus Thomas,
The Zeros,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sixth Finger,
The Barracudas,
ABC,
Kaleidoscope,
Sam Rivers,
The Associates,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Mojo Men,
Grey Daturas,
Soul II Soul,
Cybotron,
Suburban Knight,
Nils Olav,
Radio Birdman,
FM Einheit,
Peter and Kerry,
Loose Ends,
L. Decosne,
The Black Dice,
Charles Mingus,
Basic Channel,
the Slits,
Pantaleimon,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bush Tetras,
Inner City,
Max Romeo,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Surgeon,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Angels of Light,
Moebius,
the Normal,
Sonny Sharrock,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.