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 Uganda and from Milan.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Donald Fagen 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 electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Panda Bear. All the underground hits.
All Hasil Adkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liliput,
Bauhaus,
The Toasters,
Anthony Braxton,
Depeche Mode,
Yaz,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Tremeloes,
Moebius,
Lou Christie,
John Cale,
Mission of Burma,
Prince Buster,
Eric Dolphy,
Pylon,
The Young Rascals,
Max Romeo,
The Move,
Chris Corsano,
The Five Americans,
Harry Pussy,
ABC,
Q and Not U,
Robert Görl,
Yazoo,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Howard Jones,
Spoonie Gee,
Popol Vuh,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rosa Yemen,
Eve St. Jones,
Ornette Coleman,
Terry Callier,
cv313,
E-Dancer,
Japan,
Gang Starr,
Lalann,
Derrick May,
Peter and Kerry,
Tommy Roe,
Blancmange,
The Standells,
KRS-One,
China Crisis,
Average White Band,
Saccharine Trust,
The Velvet Underground,
X-102,
Can,
The Wake,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Scrapy,
The Leaves,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Slackers,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Chrome,
Tomorrow,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.