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 Israel 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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Jakarta.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the guitar 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 The Pop Group to the punk 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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All Symarip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Symarip record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
Davy DMX,
Amon Düül,
Suburban Knight,
The Standells,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
James White and The Blacks,
Scion,
June Days,
Public Enemy,
Mandrill,
Metal Thangz,
The Associates,
The Mummies,
Kurtis Blow,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Black Flag,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
DNA,
Laurel Aitken,
Jandek,
Sound Behaviour,
Depeche Mode,
E-Dancer,
The Flesh Eaters,
Janne Schatter,
Unwound,
Sexual Harrassment,
Terry Callier,
The Red Krayola,
The Gun Club,
Symarip,
The Buckinghams,
Warsaw,
Sonny Sharrock,
Chris & Cosey,
Talk Talk,
Youth Brigade,
Mary Jane Girls,
Mr. Review,
The Martian,
Ponytail,
Lou Christie,
Grauzone,
The Barracudas,
Sun Ra,
Soft Cell,
Black Sheep,
The Durutti Column,
The Last Poets,
Eric Copeland,
Agitation Free,
Bill Wells,
Al Stewart,
Thompson Twins,
Silicon Teens,
Juan Atkins,
Rekid,
UT,
The Electric Prunes,
L. Decosne,
Franke,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.