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 the UAE and from Shanghai.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Soul Sonic Force to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Moss Icon. All the underground hits.
All Angry Samoans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Danielle Patucci record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fluxion,
The Gun Club,
Sandy B,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
X-102,
Mars,
JFA,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
X-Ray Spex,
Simply Red,
Ossler,
Skaos,
Main Source,
Funky Four + One,
The Gap Band,
Cymande,
Fort Wilson Riot,
New York Dolls,
EPMD,
Kas Product,
Todd Rundgren,
Pantaleimon,
Tears for Fears,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Quadrant,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The J.B.'s,
Quando Quango,
Popol Vuh,
Cluster,
Adolescents,
The Monochrome Set,
Pagans,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Arab on Radar,
Sonic Youth,
Soft Cell,
Flipper,
Severed Heads,
Jesper Dahlback,
Darondo,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bronski Beat,
Nils Olav,
Ponytail,
Banda Bassotti,
Joey Negro,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Magma,
Animal Collective,
The Beau Brummels,
Sound Behaviour,
The Red Krayola,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Cameo,
Ken Boothe,
The Associates,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Janne Schatter,
The Dead C,
The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible.
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.