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 Syria and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 sitar 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 The Searchers to the jazz 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 Bang On A Can. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerri Chandler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reuben Wilson,
B.T. Express,
Roxette,
Zero Boys,
Flash Fearless,
The Divine Comedy,
Ronan,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Letta Mbulu,
Lakeside,
Kas Product,
The Slits,
Marvin Gaye,
Basic Channel,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Arcadia,
Grauzone,
New York Dolls,
Accadde A,
Quantec,
Dennis Brown,
Barclay James Harvest,
Slave,
The Durutti Column,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Yazoo,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Don Cherry,
Black Flag,
Roxy Music,
Talk Talk,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jandek,
Hot Snakes,
Piero Umiliani,
Bizarre Inc.,
Scion,
Ultravox,
Camberwell Now,
Albert Ayler,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Skarface,
Marine Girls,
Prince Buster,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lee Hazlewood,
Monolake,
The Cowsills,
Nick Fraelich,
Organ,
Newcleus,
Eddi Front,
Cymande,
Pulsallama,
Y Pants,
Subhumans,
Moby Grape,
The Walker Brothers,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Selecter,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.