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 Serbia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Columbus.
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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Infiniti to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Tears for Fears. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-Ray Spex record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions 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?
Matthew Halsall,
The Dave Clark Five,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lalo Schifrin,
Chris & Cosey,
Fat Boys,
Tommy Roe,
Boogie Down Productions,
Johnny Clarke,
Urselle,
Ornette Coleman,
Stereo Dub,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Icehouse,
Erasure,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
the Association,
The Index,
Peter and Kerry,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Searchers,
Soul Sonic Force,
Barry Ungar,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Stiv Bators,
Swell Maps,
Chrome,
CMW,
June of 44,
Bang On A Can,
The Invisible,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Soft Cell,
The Birthday Party,
Jesper Dahlback,
Neu!,
Amazonics,
cv313,
The Happenings,
Gichy Dan,
Bob Dylan,
Black Sheep,
Mark Hollis,
Scott Walker,
John Cale,
Cluster,
Michelle Simonal,
Wasted Youth,
Rites of Spring,
Spoonie Gee,
Ossler,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Camberwell Now,
Jandek,
Dawn Penn,
Throbbing Gristle,
Siglo XX,
Accadde A,
Idris Muhammad,
Au Pairs,
Scientists, Scientists, Scientists, Scientists.
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.