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 Montenegro and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sister Nancy to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Fuzztones. All the underground hits.
All Joey Negro tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Seeds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacob Miller 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?
Black Pus,
Matthew Bourne,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Marvin Gaye,
Crash Course in Science,
Supertramp,
Basic Channel,
The Raincoats,
The Trojans,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
10cc,
Scientists,
Heaven 17,
Electric Prunes,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Eurythmics,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Fela Kuti,
Rekid,
Drive Like Jehu,
Country Teasers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dave Gahan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bobby Hutcherson,
Wally Richardson,
The Names,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Minny Pops,
Suburban Knight,
Barclay James Harvest,
Colin Newman,
The Knickerbockers,
U.S. Maple,
Television Personalities,
The Sound,
David McCallum,
Organ,
Ornette Coleman,
Jeru the Damaja,
Amon Düül II,
Freddie Wadling,
Symarip,
Amon Düül,
Oblivians,
Neil Young,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Infiniti,
Alphaville,
Cybotron,
The Slits,
Kevin Saunderson,
Joensuu 1685,
Clear Light,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gong,
Marmalade,
Das Ding,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.