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 South Sudan and from Mexico City.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 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 Patti Smith to the grunge 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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All Stetsasonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tres Demented record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Holt,
Delon & Dalcan,
X-102,
Infiniti,
Altered Images,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Gil Scott Heron,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Spandau Ballet,
Neil Young,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Johnny Osbourne,
Colin Newman,
Freddie Wadling,
Sugar Minott,
The Cowsills,
The Skatalites,
Joy Division,
Curtis Mayfield,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Mighty Diamonds,
Althea and Donna,
Procol Harum,
Mission of Burma,
New Order,
Arab on Radar,
The Barracudas,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lightning Bolt,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Grauzone,
Das Ding,
Black Sheep,
Marvin Gaye,
Nick Fraelich,
Boz Scaggs,
Silicon Teens,
Juan Atkins,
Joey Negro,
Sun City Girls,
Nas,
Swans,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
the Swans,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Rapeman,
Pierre Henry,
Quando Quango,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Cheater Slicks,
Drive Like Jehu,
Robert Görl,
Ultimate Spinach,
Moebius,
Thompson Twins,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Star Department,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart.
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.