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 Bahrain and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Flipper to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Alphaville tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Desert Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New York Dolls,
The Kinks,
Todd Rundgren,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Q and Not U,
Warsaw,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Fall,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Banda Bassotti,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
the Fania All-Stars,
Eric Copeland,
Rosa Yemen,
Main Source,
Unwound,
Soft Machine,
Gastr Del Sol,
Crime,
Fat Boys,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Blackbyrds,
Ituana,
Can,
48th St. Collective,
Althea and Donna,
Arthur Verocai,
Piero Umiliani,
Sixth Finger,
Warren Ellis,
Boogie Down Productions,
Tom Boy,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fela Kuti,
Junior Murvin,
Model 500,
The Tremeloes,
Mars,
John Holt,
China Crisis,
Ohio Players,
John Foxx,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Heaven 17,
The Alarm Clocks,
Minutemen,
The Golliwogs,
Blake Baxter,
Babytalk,
The Grass Roots,
kango's stein massive,
Barbara Tucker,
One Last Wish,
the Slits,
Amon Düül,
The Misunderstood,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Saccharine Trust,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies.
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.