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 Tanzania and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 guitar 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 Godley & Creme to the grunge 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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All Sällskapet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Index record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fuzztones,
Juan Atkins,
Godley & Creme,
The Associates,
Skarface,
Section 25,
Bob Dylan,
Peter and Kerry,
Outsiders,
Funkadelic,
Scratch Acid,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Blues Magoos,
New York Dolls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rufus Thomas,
Matthew Halsall,
Pylon,
La Düsseldorf,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
the Swans,
Black Sheep,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lakeside,
Boz Scaggs,
Chrome,
The Fall,
Amon Düül II,
Dark Day,
Talk Talk,
X-Ray Spex,
Derrick May,
This Heat,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Moody Blues,
Oblivians,
Black Flag,
Lebanon Hanover,
Camouflage,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Excepter,
Chris Corsano,
Eric B and Rakim,
Michelle Simonal,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Sonics,
Kas Product,
Lungfish,
Monks,
The Moleskins,
Shuggie Otis,
Nik Kershaw,
ABBA,
Spandau Ballet,
Depeche Mode,
The Standells,
Flipper,
Fear,
Zero Boys,
The Blackbyrds,
Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby.
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.