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 Azerbaijan and from Bologna.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Skatalites to the funk 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 Pussy Galore. All the underground hits.
All The Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Althea and Donna record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-102 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
Avey Tare,
Lou Reed,
Ronnie Foster,
Shuggie Otis,
Zero Boys,
Whodini,
Cymande,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Arcadia,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Susan Cadogan,
Faraquet,
ABBA,
Peter and Kerry,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Tim Buckley,
Lalann,
Banda Bassotti,
Scott Walker,
Cheater Slicks,
Ohio Players,
Man Parrish,
Anakelly,
Basic Channel,
Vladislav Delay,
the Fania All-Stars,
One Last Wish,
Eric Copeland,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Tomorrow,
Radiopuhelimet,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Dennis Brown,
Minutemen,
Carl Craig,
Pussy Galore,
Massinfluence,
Jeff Mills,
Mary Jane Girls,
Subhumans,
The Saints,
Niagra,
Barbara Tucker,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Offenders,
Iggy Pop,
The Birthday Party,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ice-T,
Make Up,
The Barracudas,
The New Christs,
The Pretty Things,
Crash Course in Science,
Byron Stingily,
Radiohead,
The Music Machine,
The Slackers,
PIL,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.