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 Finland and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 harpsichord 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 Minny Pops 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 The Motions. All the underground hits.
All Symarip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sugar Minott record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slackers,
Deakin,
The Selecter,
Flamin' Groovies,
Nirvana,
Aloha Tigers,
Juan Atkins,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Stockholm Monsters,
Alison Limerick,
Joyce Sims,
Eric Dolphy,
Eurythmics,
Suburban Knight,
The Shadows of Knight,
Negative Approach,
The Walker Brothers,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Toasters,
Warren Ellis,
Marcia Griffiths,
John Coltrane,
Rufus Thomas,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Niagra,
Nas,
New Order,
Reuben Wilson,
The Divine Comedy,
Swans,
The Mojo Men,
Tears for Fears,
Stereo Dub,
Royal Trux,
Television,
Robert Wyatt,
Barry Ungar,
The Gories,
Surgeon,
Scrapy,
Al Stewart,
Bobby Womack,
Symarip,
Talk Talk,
Marvin Gaye,
Jeff Lynne,
The Young Rascals,
D'Angelo,
Pulsallama,
Basic Channel,
The Barracudas,
Davy DMX,
Peter & Gordon,
Slick Rick,
The Buckinghams,
Curtis Mayfield,
Unwound,
Buzzcocks,
Bronski Beat,
Sun City Girls,
Ash Ra Tempel,
T. Rex,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas.
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.