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 Japan and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Doobie Brothers to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All Juan Atkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Prince Buster 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerrie Biddell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalann,
Delta 5,
Rosa Yemen,
Blancmange,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Move,
Brass Construction,
New Order,
Banda Bassotti,
Chris & Cosey,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Smoke,
Warren Ellis,
Terrestrial Tones,
Archie Shepp,
New York Dolls,
Terry Callier,
Royal Trux,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Sound,
Swell Maps,
The Leaves,
Eli Mardock,
8 Eyed Spy,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
David Bowie,
Kas Product,
Minor Threat,
Sound Behaviour,
Loose Ends,
KRS-One,
48th St. Collective,
The Slackers,
Lindisfarne,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Modern Lovers,
Second Layer,
Marmalade,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Can,
The Count Five,
R.M.O.,
LL Cool J,
The Moleskins,
EPMD,
Graham Central Station,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Silicon Teens,
Blossom Toes,
David McCallum,
Big Daddy Kane,
Khruangbin,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
U.S. Maple,
Duran Duran,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme.
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.