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 Angola and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Pet Shop Boys to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Sneak 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Young Marble Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quadrant,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Animal Collective,
Don Cherry,
Ultra Naté,
Jeff Lynne,
Gil Scott Heron,
Moss Icon,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Birthday Party,
Amon Düül II,
Sarah Menescal,
Aloha Tigers,
June Days,
A Certain Ratio,
MC5,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Invisible,
Fela Kuti,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Gap Band,
Delta 5,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
cv313,
Flash Fearless,
The Last Poets,
Angry Samoans,
Sällskapet,
Glambeats Corp.,
Swans,
The Durutti Column,
Althea and Donna,
The Seeds,
Howard Jones,
Technova,
Sonny Sharrock,
Niagra,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Infiniti,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pulsallama,
Whodini,
Scientists,
The Zeros,
Patti Smith,
Colin Newman,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Robert Hood,
The Index,
Fluxion,
The Human League,
Au Pairs,
Barbara Tucker,
Shoche,
Rhythm & Sound,
Johnny Osbourne,
Brothers Johnson,
Ossler,
Scott Walker,
Avey Tare,
Rotary Connection,
New Order, New Order, New Order, New Order.
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.