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 Iceland and from Madrid.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Roxette to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Steve Hackett. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Throbbing Gristle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June Days record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blossom Toes,
Q65,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Smiths,
Negative Approach,
Scratch Acid,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Pagans,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Warren Ellis,
Kevin Saunderson,
The American Breed,
10cc,
Q and Not U,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Aural Exciters,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Count Five,
Echospace,
Shuggie Otis,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Red Krayola,
Hoover,
Judy Mowatt,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Fuzztones,
Scott Walker,
The Gladiators,
AZ,
Tropical Tobacco,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Gun Club,
Moebius,
Flipper,
Boogie Down Productions,
the Human League,
The Fugs,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dennis Brown,
The Alarm Clocks,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Saccharine Trust,
Darondo,
Terry Callier,
Todd Terry,
X-101,
Black Sheep,
Skriet,
Stockholm Monsters,
Todd Rundgren,
Leonard Cohen,
Ten City,
Scan 7,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Slackers,
Prince Buster,
Kerrie Biddell,
La Düsseldorf,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Barrington Levy,
Al Stewart,
Unrelated Segments,
Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana.
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.