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 Australia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Todd Terry. All the underground hits.
All Television tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tears for Fears record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Selecter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flamin' Groovies,
Grauzone,
Brick,
Dave Gahan,
Unrelated Segments,
Bang On A Can,
The Trojans,
Desert Stars,
Glenn Branca,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Youth Brigade,
The Divine Comedy,
Fela Kuti,
Negative Approach,
Avey Tare,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Black Flag,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ossler,
Brothers Johnson,
The Real Kids,
The Index,
Marvin Gaye,
Panda Bear,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lindisfarne,
Angry Samoans,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Von Mondo,
Godley & Creme,
Crispy Ambulance,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
the Soft Cell,
Piero Umiliani,
Radio Birdman,
Moebius,
The Angels of Light,
The Fugs,
Tomorrow,
Roger Hodgson,
Ludus,
Jeff Mills,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bobby Byrd,
Max Romeo,
Cal Tjader,
Gang Gang Dance,
Underground Resistance,
Matthew Halsall,
Deakin,
Eurythmics,
The Gap Band,
Delta 5,
L. Decosne,
Minnie Riperton,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Moody Blues,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.