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 Moldova and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the clarinet 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 David McCallum to the funk 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 Wire. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultra Naté,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Alton Ellis,
The Fortunes,
Visage,
the Normal,
Groovy Waters,
Ornette Coleman,
Mark Hollis,
Stereo Dub,
The Gap Band,
David McCallum,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Motions,
Malaria!,
Television Personalities,
Cluster,
Animal Collective,
Marvin Gaye,
Deadbeat,
Aural Exciters,
Fear,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
KRS-One,
Soft Machine,
Quando Quango,
One Last Wish,
Joy Division,
Porter Ricks,
The Searchers,
The Stooges,
Tim Buckley,
Zero Boys,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Standells,
The Names,
T.S.O.L.,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Litter,
Harry Pussy,
Stetsasonic,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Marcia Griffiths,
Eddi Front,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Maurizio,
Marshall Jefferson,
10cc,
Oblivians,
The Star Department,
The Associates,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Cowsills,
Ultimate Spinach,
Con Funk Shun,
The United States of America,
Accadde A,
Barrington Levy,
The Mummies,
cv313,
Frankie Knuckles,
Eli Mardock,
Letta Mbulu,
Jeff Lynne,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.