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 Liechtenstein and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 New York and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 harpsichord 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 Pagans to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bill Wells. All the underground hits.
All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slick Rick 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
Neu!,
Kurtis Blow,
David McCallum,
D'Angelo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Smoke,
The Sonics,
Roxy Music,
Au Pairs,
Jawbox,
Simply Red,
Scrapy,
Jeff Lynne,
X-Ray Spex,
The Residents,
The Vogues,
The Black Dice,
Nils Olav,
The Neon Judgement,
Colin Newman,
Suicide,
X-101,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Chris & Cosey,
Lucky Dragons,
Rekid,
Eric Copeland,
Pere Ubu,
Aswad,
Charles Mingus,
The Zeros,
Brothers Johnson,
Mo-Dettes,
La Düsseldorf,
K-Klass,
The Misunderstood,
Jandek,
Massinfluence,
Gregory Isaacs,
Parry Music,
Underground Resistance,
Kerri Chandler,
T.S.O.L.,
Newcleus,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ten City,
Ituana,
The Associates,
Eric B and Rakim,
The New Christs,
New York Dolls,
Minutemen,
Rod Modell,
Camouflage,
Soft Machine,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Alison Limerick,
ABBA,
Index,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.