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 Vietnam and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 güiro 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 Roger Hodgson to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux. All the underground hits.
All The Real Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Buckinghams record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Stockholm Monsters,
Skriet,
Eden Ahbez,
The Birthday Party,
Marine Girls,
Idris Muhammad,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Dennis Brown,
Von Mondo,
The Saints,
Fat Boys,
Loose Ends,
Grey Daturas,
The Knickerbockers,
Maleditus Sound,
The Gladiators,
Colin Newman,
Ronnie Foster,
Alton Ellis,
Public Image Ltd.,
A Certain Ratio,
Sam Rivers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Martian,
Henry Cow,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Banda Bassotti,
Gang Gang Dance,
Au Pairs,
Iggy Pop,
The United States of America,
Spandau Ballet,
MC5,
Public Enemy,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Kerrie Biddell,
Derrick May,
Barrington Levy,
Pole,
Cheater Slicks,
David Axelrod,
Jerry's Kids,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bad Manners,
Todd Terry,
Tomorrow,
Qualms,
Flamin' Groovies,
Alison Limerick,
These Immortal Souls,
Zero Boys,
The Young Rascals,
Lindisfarne,
Arcadia,
Terrestrial Tones,
Technova,
World's Most,
Crispian St. Peters,
EPMD,
Anakelly,
Yazoo,
Janne Schatter,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.