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 Kenya and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 synthesizer 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 The Black Dice to the grime 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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All Al Stewart tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Das Ding,
Junior Murvin,
The Neon Judgement,
Q and Not U,
EPMD,
the Association,
Massinfluence,
Slave,
Motorama,
Man Parrish,
Infiniti,
Hashim,
Boogie Down Productions,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Gladiators,
Moss Icon,
The Modern Lovers,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
James White and The Blacks,
Skriet,
Pagans,
Joe Smooth,
Yazoo,
Ultimate Spinach,
Swans,
Outsiders,
Sound Behaviour,
Index,
Robert Wyatt,
Reuben Wilson,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Sonics,
In Retrospect,
Mad Mike,
Sex Pistols,
Neu!,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Jawbox,
The Red Krayola,
Prince Buster,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Godley & Creme,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Parry Music,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Black Flag,
Traffic Nightmare,
Agitation Free,
Jandek,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Sisters of Mercy,
John Coltrane,
The Tremeloes,
Fad Gadget,
Lightning Bolt,
Camberwell Now,
New Age Steppers,
Porter Ricks,
Ornette Coleman,
Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar.
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.