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 Switzerland and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Portland.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Yaz to the rock 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 Bush Tetras. All the underground hits.
All The Peanut Butter Conspiracy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kevin Saunderson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Associates record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Saints,
Skarface,
Section 25,
Soulsonic Force,
The Fire Engines,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Blues Magoos,
Cybotron,
Kas Product,
Bizarre Inc.,
John Holt,
Negative Approach,
Gerry Rafferty,
Television Personalities,
Jandek,
The Smoke,
Toni Rubio,
Scratch Acid,
Juan Atkins,
Adolescents,
Michelle Simonal,
Rapeman,
The Fuzztones,
U.S. Maple,
Barbara Tucker,
Pole,
Nik Kershaw,
Eric Dolphy,
Animal Collective,
Hot Snakes,
Max Romeo,
Fatback Band,
James White and The Blacks,
the Normal,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Motorama,
Warsaw,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bill Wells,
Radiohead,
Delon & Dalcan,
Guru Guru,
Scrapy,
the Fania All-Stars,
OOIOO,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Average White Band,
Swell Maps,
Monks,
Sonny Sharrock,
Qualms,
Erasure,
Gang Green,
The Five Americans,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Half Japanese,
Mission of Burma,
The Leaves,
Organ,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Cluster,
This Heat,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.