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 Austria and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 sitar 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 Trumans Water to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All PIL tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan 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 linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bauhaus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
H. Thieme,
The Fall,
Parry Music,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Red Krayola,
The Toasters,
Youth Brigade,
Boogie Down Productions,
cv313,
Darondo,
the Swans,
Vladislav Delay,
Whodini,
Tears for Fears,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Mark Hollis,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Interpol,
B.T. Express,
The Cure,
Ronnie Foster,
Ice-T,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Guru Guru,
The Index,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Section 25,
Magazine,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Thee Headcoats,
X-102,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Banda Bassotti,
48th St. Collective,
Charles Mingus,
Anakelly,
Unwound,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Busters,
Bill Near,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Beau Brummels,
Lebanon Hanover,
Cecil Taylor,
Archie Shepp,
Eric Dolphy,
Y Pants,
Animal Collective,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Spoonie Gee,
Basic Channel,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Soul Sonic Force,
Harmonia,
Jimmy McGriff,
Franke,
Nico,
John Lydon,
Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy.
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.