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 Switzerland and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in 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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 marimba 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 La Düsseldorf to the funk 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 kango's stein massive. All the underground hits.
All Tears for Fears tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rites of Spring record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maleditus Sound,
Khruangbin,
Masters at Work,
Toni Rubio,
New York Dolls,
John Holt,
Echospace,
David Axelrod,
Scratch Acid,
Lower 48,
Sight & Sound,
Loose Ends,
Shoche,
Dark Day,
Peter & Gordon,
The Pop Group,
Pantaleimon,
Black Sheep,
Radiopuhelimet,
Eve St. Jones,
Danielle Patucci,
Half Japanese,
Silicon Teens,
Joey Negro,
Rakim,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Techniques,
Second Layer,
Amon Düül,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Fortunes,
Nick Fraelich,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Brick,
Boogie Down Productions,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Agitation Free,
cv313,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Cure,
The Black Dice,
U.S. Maple,
Barbara Tucker,
La Düsseldorf,
The Human League,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Modern Lovers,
Sex Pistols,
Saccharine Trust,
The Misunderstood,
Crash Course in Science,
Mandrill,
Yusef Lateef,
Minnie Riperton,
Average White Band,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sandy B,
Reagan Youth,
Monolake,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Fugs,
New Order,
Hashim, Hashim, Hashim, Hashim.
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.