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 Benin and from Columbus.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Kenny Larkin to the grime 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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Girls At Our Best! 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Invisible record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
Ronnie Foster,
The Gap Band,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Al Stewart,
The American Breed,
Peter & Gordon,
The Neon Judgement,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Joyce Sims,
Grauzone,
Arthur Verocai,
Electric Prunes,
Funkadelic,
Gang of Four,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Colin Newman,
The Zeros,
Cal Tjader,
Traffic Nightmare,
Angry Samoans,
Dual Sessions,
Inner City,
Fela Kuti,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Stooges,
Shoche,
Negative Approach,
Rites of Spring,
Television Personalities,
the Human League,
Main Source,
Au Pairs,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Don Cherry,
Bill Wells,
The Knickerbockers,
Can,
Radiopuhelimet,
Youth Brigade,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Agitation Free,
Susan Cadogan,
U.S. Maple,
Drexciya,
The Gories,
Juan Atkins,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Maurizio,
Jawbox,
The Fugs,
Matthew Halsall,
Joey Negro,
Monks,
Porter Ricks,
Gang Gang Dance,
Boz Scaggs,
Althea and Donna,
Index, Index, Index, Index.
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.