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 Brazil and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the guitar 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 Mars to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Mills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Inner City record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABBA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Throbbing Gristle,
Joy Division,
The Litter,
One Last Wish,
Black Bananas,
Kaleidoscope,
Jeff Lynne,
Sonic Youth,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ronan,
Man Parrish,
Joensuu 1685,
Easy Going,
Kevin Saunderson,
Joe Smooth,
Harmonia,
Rapeman,
The Music Machine,
Franke,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Zero Boys,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Iggy Pop,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Angels of Light,
John Foxx,
8 Eyed Spy,
Juan Atkins,
Pagans,
Spandau Ballet,
Aswad,
Todd Rundgren,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rosa Yemen,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Martian,
Dawn Penn,
Visage,
The Human League,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Divine Comedy,
Heaven 17,
Scan 7,
Wire,
Eric Copeland,
Skarface,
Peter and Kerry,
The Kinks,
Ituana,
Eve St. Jones,
Nils Olav,
Goldenarms,
R.M.O.,
Ultra Naté,
Fatback Band,
Accadde A,
Jacques Brel,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.