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 Greece and from New York.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and London.
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 synthesizer 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 Eric Copeland to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Skaos. All the underground hits.
All Amazonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Laurel Aitken 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ken Boothe,
The Happenings,
John Coltrane,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Arab on Radar,
Faust,
Smog,
Arcadia,
Gang Gang Dance,
Silicon Teens,
Piero Umiliani,
Fugazi,
Rod Modell,
The Human League,
Parry Music,
Can,
The Birthday Party,
The Music Machine,
Boredoms,
Erasure,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Fall,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Erykah Badu,
Soft Cell,
Rites of Spring,
Lakeside,
Excepter,
Deakin,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Fania All-Stars,
B.T. Express,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Flesh Eaters,
Donald Byrd,
The J.B.'s,
Duran Duran,
Barbara Tucker,
Ten City,
KRS-One,
L. Decosne,
Chris Corsano,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Cameo,
The Durutti Column,
Radiopuhelimet,
Black Moon,
Black Flag,
T.S.O.L.,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gang Green,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Slits,
Hoover,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Soul II Soul,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.