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 Micronesia and from Bremen.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Tokyo.
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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Youth Brigade to the grime 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 The Trojans. All the underground hits.
All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Parry Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
Maleditus Sound,
Ralphi Rosario,
Loose Ends,
Barclay James Harvest,
Amon Düül,
Minutemen,
Gong,
Slave,
Scrapy,
Toni Rubio,
The Durutti Column,
The Misunderstood,
Bobby Womack,
Barry Ungar,
Model 500,
Letta Mbulu,
48th St. Collective,
Archie Shepp,
Alison Limerick,
The Techniques,
Tres Demented,
Bronski Beat,
Black Sheep,
Gerry Rafferty,
David Bowie,
Marmalade,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Blackbyrds,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Monks,
Peter and Kerry,
Flipper,
AZ,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Unwound,
Aswad,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Freddie Wadling,
Lightning Bolt,
Radiopuhelimet,
The United States of America,
The Buckinghams,
Yellowson,
Khruangbin,
Gastr Del Sol,
Metal Thangz,
John Foxx,
In Retrospect,
MC5,
Nirvana,
Minnie Riperton,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Rufus Thomas,
Quadrant,
R.M.O.,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Gun Club,
Faust,
Scientists,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Remains,
Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub.
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.