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 Japan and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 synthesizer 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 Pantaleimon to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Section 25. All the underground hits.
All The Jesus and Mary Chain tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tears for Fears 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
Little Man,
Anthony Braxton,
The Toasters,
The Dave Clark Five,
Quadrant,
Hoover,
Scan 7,
Rufus Thomas,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Derrick Morgan,
Mission of Burma,
Josef K,
Pulsallama,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Sound,
The Grass Roots,
Basic Channel,
Wings,
Aaron Thompson,
Mantronix,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Technova,
Prince Buster,
Deadbeat,
Rod Modell,
Accadde A,
Black Bananas,
Oneida,
Camberwell Now,
Nas,
Subhumans,
X-101,
James White and The Blacks,
Swell Maps,
Easy Going,
Country Teasers,
Desert Stars,
Suburban Knight,
Guru Guru,
Moebius,
Vainqueur,
Schoolly D,
LL Cool J,
Anakelly,
Colin Newman,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Tears for Fears,
Wolf Eyes,
Dawn Penn,
The Sonics,
PIL,
Warsaw,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Niagra,
Erykah Badu,
Peter and Kerry,
Susan Cadogan,
Traffic Nightmare,
Pantaleimon,
Ralphi Rosario,
Crime, Crime, Crime, Crime.
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.