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 Kyrgyzstan and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 marimba 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 David Axelrod to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Scott Walker. All the underground hits.
All Bad Manners tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cybotron,
John Foxx,
Fluxion,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Gastr Del Sol,
Derrick Morgan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rosa Yemen,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Girls At Our Best!,
Babytalk,
Robert Hood,
Altered Images,
The Doobie Brothers,
June Days,
Minor Threat,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Goldenarms,
Rufus Thomas,
Blossom Toes,
The Five Americans,
Joey Negro,
T.S.O.L.,
Magma,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bronski Beat,
Japan,
The Pretty Things,
Donny Hathaway,
Motorama,
Vladislav Delay,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Young Marble Giants,
Rites of Spring,
EPMD,
John Lydon,
Suburban Knight,
Franke,
Half Japanese,
Mantronix,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
JFA,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Moody Blues,
Marmalade,
Von Mondo,
Moss Icon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
cv313,
The Slackers,
Sex Pistols,
Erasure,
Surgeon,
Popol Vuh,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Panda Bear,
Darondo,
Royal Trux,
World's Most,
Sexual Harrassment,
June of 44,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.
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.