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 Stockholm.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap to the electroclash 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 Drive Like Jehu. All the underground hits.
All The Cowsills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gian Franco Pienzio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gastr Del Sol,
the Soft Cell,
The American Breed,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Walker Brothers,
Massinfluence,
Mad Mike,
New Age Steppers,
Trumans Water,
The Young Rascals,
kango's stein massive,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Evens,
The Smoke,
David Bowie,
Moebius,
Ronan,
Country Teasers,
Agent Orange,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Average White Band,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rosa Yemen,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Symarip,
The Invisible,
Rufus Thomas,
Jeff Lynne,
Essential Logic,
Wally Richardson,
Lower 48,
Juan Atkins,
The Shadows of Knight,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bill Near,
Lee Hazlewood,
PIL,
Erykah Badu,
The Barracudas,
Kurtis Blow,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sonic Youth,
Guru Guru,
The Fuzztones,
The Gap Band,
Scion,
The Pop Group,
Soulsonic Force,
The Searchers,
Supertramp,
Pet Shop Boys,
the Normal,
Lalo Schifrin,
Icehouse,
Vladislav Delay,
The Smiths,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Radiohead,
Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants.
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.