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 Equatorial Guinea and from Accra.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 organ 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 Shuggie Otis to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Buckinghams. All the underground hits.
All Robert Hood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Parrish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The United States of America,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Man Eating Sloth,
Joyce Sims,
The Mummies,
Jandek,
Bronski Beat,
Marshall Jefferson,
Godley & Creme,
Bush Tetras,
The Trojans,
Shuggie Otis,
Black Flag,
10cc,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Mandrill,
Jawbox,
Kenny Larkin,
Iggy Pop,
Big Daddy Kane,
Youth Brigade,
Pylon,
Leonard Cohen,
Aloha Tigers,
T.S.O.L.,
Electric Prunes,
The Busters,
Mark Hollis,
Juan Atkins,
Boredoms,
CMW,
Absolute Body Control,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Archie Shepp,
Todd Terry,
Erykah Badu,
Davy DMX,
Morten Harket,
Robert Görl,
Eden Ahbez,
Minor Threat,
Throbbing Gristle,
Skarface,
UT,
The Fugs,
Dead Boys,
Rites of Spring,
Sällskapet,
Guru Guru,
Slave,
The Angels of Light,
Black Moon,
Al Stewart,
Fugazi,
Harry Pussy,
A Certain Ratio,
OOIOO,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.
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.