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 Guinea and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 güiro 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 Wire to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Todd Rundgren tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Offenders 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crispy Ambulance,
The Golliwogs,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jeff Lynne,
10cc,
Avey Tare,
Marshall Jefferson,
Tommy Roe,
Iggy Pop,
Marcia Griffiths,
Quadrant,
Crash Course in Science,
Ohio Players,
John Coltrane,
Derrick May,
Morten Harket,
Terry Callier,
The Slackers,
Fad Gadget,
The Moody Blues,
Mission of Burma,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Procol Harum,
Kerrie Biddell,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ralphi Rosario,
Faust,
Alton Ellis,
The Trojans,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Essential Logic,
the Sonics,
Mr. Review,
Amon Düül II,
Funkadelic,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Joyce Sims,
The Alarm Clocks,
Scion,
Excepter,
Brass Construction,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rufus Thomas,
Susan Cadogan,
Little Man,
Los Fastidios,
The Music Machine,
Arab on Radar,
Jimmy McGriff,
Mo-Dettes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Soft Machine,
Glenn Branca,
The Young Rascals,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Shoche,
Stereo Dub,
Sex Pistols,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.