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 Russia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Royal Family And The Poor to the rock 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 Rhythm & Sound. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Flesh Eaters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Adolescents,
Liliput,
Sarah Menescal,
Fela Kuti,
Blossom Toes,
Television Personalities,
Crooked Eye,
One Last Wish,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Gerry Rafferty,
Minor Threat,
Cal Tjader,
Max Romeo,
Jacob Miller,
Second Layer,
Alton Ellis,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Porter Ricks,
Swans,
John Foxx,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Negative Approach,
Monolake,
The Buckinghams,
Television,
Crispian St. Peters,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sister Nancy,
Harpers Bizarre,
Rufus Thomas,
Guru Guru,
The Blackbyrds,
Soulsonic Force,
Maurizio,
The Moody Blues,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Buzzcocks,
Y Pants,
The Black Dice,
The Kinks,
The Red Krayola,
The Flesh Eaters,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Joensuu 1685,
Juan Atkins,
In Retrospect,
Gabor Szabo,
Ludus,
Gang Gang Dance,
Byron Stingily,
Tubeway Army,
Yusef Lateef,
Scan 7,
Sun Ra,
Altered Images,
Loose Ends,
The Leaves,
T.S.O.L.,
Thompson Twins,
F. McDonald,
Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter.
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.