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 Tonga and from Madrid.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Salvador.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 John Holt to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Livin' Joy. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harpers Bizarre record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Swans,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Audionom,
Public Enemy,
T.S.O.L.,
Ornette Coleman,
Unrelated Segments,
Sound Behaviour,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sarah Menescal,
Roxy Music,
Arthur Verocai,
LL Cool J,
Boredoms,
The Leaves,
Liliput,
Jeff Mills,
Man Parrish,
Banda Bassotti,
Crispian St. Peters,
Tommy Roe,
New Age Steppers,
Icehouse,
The Offenders,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Radio Birdman,
Chris Corsano,
The Sisters of Mercy,
EPMD,
Prince Buster,
Camouflage,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Joensuu 1685,
Pussy Galore,
DJ Style,
Cameo,
The Searchers,
Glenn Branca,
Joe Smooth,
Stockholm Monsters,
Fatback Band,
The Vogues,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Saccharine Trust,
Kenny Larkin,
Radiopuhelimet,
Y Pants,
Can,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bob Dylan,
Kaleidoscope,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Standells,
Agitation Free,
Kerrie Biddell,
Maleditus Sound,
The Slits,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Intrusion,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.