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 Monaco and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the marimba 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 Swans to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Monolake. All the underground hits.
All Erykah Badu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pussy Galore,
Aswad,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
MC5,
Soul II Soul,
Echospace,
Con Funk Shun,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Red Krayola,
Suicide,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Juan Atkins,
Funky Four + One,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Slits,
Blossom Toes,
The Divine Comedy,
Goldenarms,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
David Axelrod,
Theoretical Girls,
Rites of Spring,
The Tremeloes,
Brand Nubian,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Swell Maps,
Quadrant,
Terrestrial Tones,
Minnie Riperton,
Howard Jones,
Erykah Badu,
The Slackers,
JFA,
L. Decosne,
Skaos,
Maleditus Sound,
Essential Logic,
The Electric Prunes,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Selecter,
Marc Almond,
X-102,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Chrome,
Wings,
Vainqueur,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Tubeway Army,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ultra Naté,
The New Christs,
Oneida,
David Bowie,
CMW,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Joensuu 1685,
Yazoo,
Soft Machine,
The Busters, The Busters, The Busters, The Busters.
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.