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 Yemen and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the marimba 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 The New Christs to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Second Layer 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nation of Ulysses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
Livin' Joy,
Gang Green,
The Offenders,
The Durutti Column,
The Gories,
Al Stewart,
Essential Logic,
Model 500,
kango's stein massive,
The Fuzztones,
Los Fastidios,
Mr. Review,
The Real Kids,
Tropical Tobacco,
Basic Channel,
Monolake,
Eden Ahbez,
The Evens,
Zapp,
Pharoah Sanders,
Chrome,
Sam Rivers,
Harry Pussy,
Patti Smith,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Symarip,
Laurel Aitken,
Todd Rundgren,
The Motions,
Susan Cadogan,
Vainqueur,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Eric Copeland,
Dark Day,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Rekid,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Malaria!,
Smog,
The Smoke,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Rod Modell,
These Immortal Souls,
Infiniti,
Audionom,
Visage,
The Blues Magoos,
Nick Fraelich,
Simply Red,
Sound Behaviour,
Blossom Toes,
The Knickerbockers,
Massinfluence,
Matthew Halsall,
Circle Jerks,
Echospace,
Roxette,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Tom Boy,
Q and Not U,
CMW,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.