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 Cyprus and from Columbus.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 guitar 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 Unwound to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Knickerbockers. All the underground hits.
All Kool Moe Dee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Copeland record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ralphi Rosario record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stockholm Monsters,
PIL,
Arthur Verocai,
Gabor Szabo,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Smoke,
David McCallum,
Pagans,
The Dave Clark Five,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Rhythm & Sound,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Nico,
Moss Icon,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Ronnie Foster,
the Germs,
Ten City,
Toni Rubio,
Franke,
Animal Collective,
The Trojans,
DJ Sneak,
The Gap Band,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Remains,
MDC,
Rapeman,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Loose Ends,
The Flesh Eaters,
Eurythmics,
Swell Maps,
Parry Music,
Banda Bassotti,
Man Parrish,
Talk Talk,
Matthew Halsall,
Patti Smith,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Camouflage,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Stiv Bators,
D'Angelo,
Sonic Youth,
Mark Hollis,
Echospace,
The Evens,
Dark Day,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Scientists,
Suburban Knight,
Tom Boy,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Colin Newman,
The Neon Judgement,
Terry Callier,
Fad Gadget,
Harpers Bizarre,
Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths.
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.