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 Laos and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu to the grunge 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cabaret Voltaire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fela Kuti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Hill,
Agitation Free,
Second Layer,
Chris & Cosey,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Black Bananas,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Mummies,
Television,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Junior Murvin,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Velvet Underground,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Erykah Badu,
LL Cool J,
Bootsy Collins,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Pet Shop Boys,
Inner City,
Harmonia,
Erasure,
Quantec,
Sixth Finger,
Brass Construction,
Slick Rick,
Joensuu 1685,
Godley & Creme,
the Human League,
Soft Cell,
Angry Samoans,
Rhythm & Sound,
Faraquet,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bizarre Inc.,
Amon Düül,
Quadrant,
Newcleus,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Y Pants,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Dave Clark Five,
Grey Daturas,
The Skatalites,
Boredoms,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Rapeman,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lindisfarne,
Byron Stingily,
The Count Five,
Juan Atkins,
Barbara Tucker,
Popol Vuh,
Tim Buckley,
Sarah Menescal,
Leonard Cohen,
Black Moon,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.