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 Chad and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 Lille and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Robert Görl to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Alarm Clocks. All the underground hits.
All Slick Rick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter and Kerry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aloha Tigers,
the Soft Cell,
Agitation Free,
Easy Going,
Khruangbin,
Alison Limerick,
Lou Reed,
Kenny Larkin,
Urselle,
Average White Band,
The Associates,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Tom Boy,
Althea and Donna,
Scott Walker,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Move,
The Neon Judgement,
The Trojans,
Barry Ungar,
The Five Americans,
The Smiths,
Ultimate Spinach,
Arthur Verocai,
The Litter,
The Smoke,
Erykah Badu,
Robert Görl,
Bobby Womack,
Toni Rubio,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
These Immortal Souls,
The Red Krayola,
Bluetip,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lee Hazlewood,
Morten Harket,
Au Pairs,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Doobie Brothers,
Hot Snakes,
Funkadelic,
Icehouse,
Rapeman,
Television Personalities,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Fatback Band,
Man Eating Sloth,
Kerri Chandler,
World's Most,
Dark Day,
Jacob Miller,
Rhythm & Sound,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
T.S.O.L.,
Drexciya,
Magma,
Rotary Connection,
Excepter,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.