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 France and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 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 Sonny Sharrock to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All The Vogues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Sneak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nation of Ulysses,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Loose Ends,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
PIL,
This Heat,
One Last Wish,
Can,
New Age Steppers,
Stiv Bators,
Pantytec,
Pantaleimon,
Rotary Connection,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Franke,
Swans,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Tubeway Army,
Colin Newman,
The Fortunes,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The New Christs,
Moebius,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Fall,
Peter & Gordon,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Albert Ayler,
Yusef Lateef,
The Gun Club,
Prince Buster,
Jawbox,
The Mojo Men,
David McCallum,
The Evens,
Tom Boy,
Mr. Review,
Jimmy McGriff,
Severed Heads,
The Happenings,
Mantronix,
Freddie Wadling,
Spandau Ballet,
Steve Hackett,
Nico,
Don Cherry,
KRS-One,
the Normal,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Music Machine,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Stetsasonic,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lou Reed,
Depeche Mode,
The Birthday Party,
Toni Rubio,
Agitation Free,
Gang Green,
Slick Rick,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry.
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.