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 Poland and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Spokane.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Dennis Brown to the techno 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 The Buckinghams. All the underground hits.
All Joyce Sims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Soft Cell 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scientists,
Skarface,
Chris & Cosey,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Barracudas,
The Leaves,
Livin' Joy,
Junior Murvin,
The Last Poets,
Letta Mbulu,
Morten Harket,
The Walker Brothers,
Nas,
June Days,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Hardrive,
The Misunderstood,
The Slits,
Gregory Isaacs,
Country Teasers,
Brick,
The Dave Clark Five,
Boredoms,
Stockholm Monsters,
One Last Wish,
Severed Heads,
Wasted Youth,
Yusef Lateef,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Electric Prunes,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Byron Stingily,
John Coltrane,
Minutemen,
Kayak,
Blake Baxter,
Joey Negro,
Underground Resistance,
Darondo,
The Pop Group,
Pantaleimon,
cv313,
Magma,
Deadbeat,
New York Dolls,
The Searchers,
Tommy Roe,
The Red Krayola,
Josef K,
The Monks,
Sparks,
Urselle,
Joensuu 1685,
the Normal,
Dead Boys,
Ultra Naté,
Echospace,
Todd Rundgren,
Drexciya,
Desert Stars,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.