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 Micronesia and from Salvador.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Fela Kuti to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Cluster. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Selecter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reagan Youth,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bluetip,
John Foxx,
The Smiths,
R.M.O.,
Ken Boothe,
Fluxion,
Kool Moe Dee,
Crash Course in Science,
48th St. Collective,
Josef K,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Man Eating Sloth,
the Soft Cell,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Fugs,
Tomorrow,
Masters at Work,
Visage,
Godley & Creme,
The Motions,
The Sound,
Infiniti,
Dave Gahan,
Heaven 17,
This Heat,
Altered Images,
PIL,
Main Source,
The Cramps,
Niagra,
the Germs,
Morten Harket,
Camberwell Now,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Youth Brigade,
Bauhaus,
The Grass Roots,
The Doobie Brothers,
Metal Thangz,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Underground Resistance,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ponytail,
Blossom Toes,
The Busters,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Skriet,
Rosa Yemen,
Black Flag,
Todd Terry,
Pere Ubu,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Toni Rubio,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Deakin,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.