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 Australia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 clarinet 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 Real Kids to the techno 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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ice-T 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fugs,
Boredoms,
Todd Terry,
Susan Cadogan,
Television,
Erasure,
Buzzcocks,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Spoonie Gee,
Motorama,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ponytail,
EPMD,
Hardrive,
Bluetip,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
David Axelrod,
Gabor Szabo,
Altered Images,
Danielle Patucci,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Hasil Adkins,
The Slackers,
Throbbing Gristle,
Clear Light,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Public Image Ltd.,
Joe Smooth,
Radiohead,
OOIOO,
Monks,
The Trojans,
Andrew Hill,
Brand Nubian,
Model 500,
DNA,
Unrelated Segments,
Henry Cow,
One Last Wish,
Prince Buster,
Dennis Brown,
The Velvet Underground,
Deepchord,
Average White Band,
Siglo XX,
Josef K,
Wasted Youth,
Jandek,
Junior Murvin,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Monochrome Set,
Ohio Players,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Piero Umiliani,
Lindisfarne,
Rotary Connection,
Livin' Joy,
The Dirtbombs,
Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw.
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.