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 Albania and from Calgary.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Can. All the underground hits.
All Ajijia Myrayebe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Peanut Butter Conspiracy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Görl,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Magazine,
The Invisible,
Supertramp,
Michelle Simonal,
The Smoke,
Kerrie Biddell,
48th St. Collective,
Sound Behaviour,
Amazonics,
Nick Fraelich,
Rufus Thomas,
The Moody Blues,
Pylon,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Detroit Cobras,
Crime,
Maurizio,
Neil Young,
Pagans,
New Age Steppers,
Thompson Twins,
Lakeside,
Minnie Riperton,
Soft Cell,
Sister Nancy,
Model 500,
Q and Not U,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Tropical Tobacco,
Ponytail,
Radio Birdman,
Absolute Body Control,
CMW,
Lower 48,
Sparks,
Marmalade,
Rakim,
Faraquet,
Alton Ellis,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Spoonie Gee,
The Fire Engines,
The Shadows of Knight,
Archie Shepp,
Hardrive,
David McCallum,
Smog,
The Velvet Underground,
The Skatalites,
Mars,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Anthony Braxton,
The Index,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sixth Finger,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Desert Stars,
R.M.O.,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson.
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.