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 Tuvalu and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Au Pairs to the disco 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 Thompson Twins. All the underground hits.
All Minutemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Albert Ayler 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marmalade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharoah Sanders,
Matthew Bourne,
Von Mondo,
Animal Collective,
Accadde A,
Unwound,
The Five Americans,
Michelle Simonal,
Television Personalities,
Bill Wells,
Laurel Aitken,
Morten Harket,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Associates,
Y Pants,
The Gun Club,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Maleditus Sound,
the Bar-Kays,
Deepchord,
Youth Brigade,
Eric Copeland,
Sugar Minott,
the Germs,
Ronan,
Aural Exciters,
Black Sheep,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Audionom,
Davy DMX,
Bobby Womack,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Moleskins,
The Velvet Underground,
Brand Nubian,
The Young Rascals,
Graham Central Station,
Royal Trux,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Tom Boy,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Alison Limerick,
Whodini,
Ronnie Foster,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Grandmaster Flash,
a-ha,
Bush Tetras,
Alton Ellis,
Malaria!,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sun Ra,
The Fugs,
Television,
Robert Görl,
Hoover,
Tomorrow,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads.
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.