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 Malaysia and from Madrid.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 chamberlin 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 Lebanon Hanover to the rock 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 the Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron 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 organ and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marshall Jefferson,
Kaleidoscope,
Tim Buckley,
The Searchers,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lakeside,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ohio Players,
The Kinks,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jerry's Kids,
Scion,
Black Pus,
The Divine Comedy,
Anakelly,
Hasil Adkins,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Hoover,
Jerry Gold Smith,
World's Most,
Pere Ubu,
Erykah Badu,
T.S.O.L.,
The Angels of Light,
The Evens,
The Offenders,
ABBA,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Magazine,
The Mummies,
Easy Going,
Theoretical Girls,
Kurtis Blow,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Gil Scott Heron,
Pole,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Skatalites,
Sex Pistols,
Crispy Ambulance,
Intrusion,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Arthur Verocai,
the Association,
Cameo,
The Motions,
New Age Steppers,
The Associates,
Pharoah Sanders,
Public Enemy,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ultimate Spinach,
T. Rex,
Albert Ayler,
Youth Brigade,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Walker Brothers,
Amon Düül II,
Graham Central Station,
Sarah Menescal,
Barry Ungar,
Gong, Gong, Gong, Gong.
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.