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 Burundi and from New York.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 harpsichord 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 Stiv Bators to the dance 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Girls At Our Best! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Sonics,
The Cowsills,
Jerry's Kids,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Icehouse,
Girls At Our Best!,
Freddie Wadling,
MC5,
Jeru the Damaja,
Blake Baxter,
Bob Dylan,
The Grass Roots,
Skaos,
Isaac Hayes,
Terry Callier,
Symarip,
Leonard Cohen,
Tubeway Army,
Rod Modell,
Gregory Isaacs,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Vogues,
Fela Kuti,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bobby Sherman,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
the Slits,
The Electric Prunes,
Minnie Riperton,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Dead Boys,
Scion,
Mo-Dettes,
This Heat,
the Soft Cell,
Moby Grape,
The American Breed,
Tears for Fears,
Hashim,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Q and Not U,
A Certain Ratio,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Marc Almond,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Adolescents,
The United States of America,
Kas Product,
Crooked Eye,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ohio Players,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Brick,
Sugar Minott,
Chrome,
Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters.
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.