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 Qatar and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 theremin 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 Marine Girls to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Gun Club. All the underground hits.
All Fort Wilson Riot tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Morten Harket record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Slits,
L. Decosne,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Heaven 17,
Gang Starr,
Dave Gahan,
Alton Ellis,
Aaron Thompson,
Lyres,
The Blues Magoos,
Masters at Work,
Black Pus,
Bang On A Can,
The Five Americans,
Godley & Creme,
Dual Sessions,
Grauzone,
Ituana,
Warsaw,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Cure,
Ponytail,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Prince Buster,
Tropical Tobacco,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bobby Womack,
New Age Steppers,
Echospace,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Hashim,
a-ha,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Roxy Music,
ABBA,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Dark Day,
Stockholm Monsters,
Amazonics,
Terry Callier,
Pole,
Khruangbin,
Byron Stingily,
Piero Umiliani,
The Litter,
Henry Cow,
Rekid,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Zero Boys,
The Residents,
Gong,
T. Rex,
The Doobie Brothers,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Carl Craig,
Camberwell Now,
Amon Düül,
Eli Mardock,
The Victims,
Lebanon Hanover,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.