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 Vanuatu and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Swell Maps to the techno 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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All The Cure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sister Nancy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Clear Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nirvana,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bizarre Inc.,
Nico,
Radiopuhelimet,
10cc,
Gang Green,
Stockholm Monsters,
OOIOO,
Grey Daturas,
The Gories,
Sonic Youth,
The Saints,
Panda Bear,
Vladislav Delay,
Donny Hathaway,
Leonard Cohen,
E-Dancer,
The Zeros,
The Blackbyrds,
Peter and Kerry,
The Red Krayola,
Siglo XX,
Cameo,
Jimmy McGriff,
Colin Newman,
Hasil Adkins,
Thompson Twins,
Marine Girls,
Black Flag,
Althea and Donna,
These Immortal Souls,
Audionom,
8 Eyed Spy,
Jerry Gold Smith,
X-102,
The Remains,
Yusef Lateef,
Urselle,
Amazonics,
the Sonics,
Eric Copeland,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Tremeloes,
The Slackers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Young Marble Giants,
Gastr Del Sol,
Deakin,
Lakeside,
Camberwell Now,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Kinks,
Bobby Byrd,
Swell Maps,
Man Eating Sloth,
Deepchord,
Excepter,
Carl Craig,
Whodini,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.