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 Bhutan and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Manila.
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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Fort Wilson Riot to the electroclash 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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All Radiohead tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maleditus Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Christie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wings,
Mandrill,
T.S.O.L.,
Porter Ricks,
Pet Shop Boys,
Soft Cell,
Cal Tjader,
John Cale,
Main Source,
Marc Almond,
The Remains,
Underground Resistance,
Q65,
Deadbeat,
The Evens,
Bauhaus,
Andrew Hill,
Aloha Tigers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Red Krayola,
The Saints,
Delon & Dalcan,
Derrick Morgan,
The Smoke,
James White and The Blacks,
A Certain Ratio,
Boogie Down Productions,
Wasted Youth,
Rhythm & Sound,
MDC,
The Walker Brothers,
Ronan,
Minor Threat,
Goldenarms,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Absolute Body Control,
Black Flag,
Bizarre Inc.,
LL Cool J,
The Star Department,
Unrelated Segments,
Sixth Finger,
Smog,
the Slits,
Gregory Isaacs,
Alphaville,
Monks,
Stiv Bators,
Zero Boys,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Count Five,
Reagan Youth,
KRS-One,
Joe Finger,
Soulsonic Force,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Avey Tare,
Au Pairs,
Fat Boys,
Robert Wyatt,
Gichy Dan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.