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 the UAE and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 güiro 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 Saccharine Trust 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All Young Marble Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Star Department,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Visage,
D'Angelo,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Pop Group,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sound Behaviour,
Henry Cow,
UT,
The Residents,
Anakelly,
Pierre Henry,
The Evens,
Barclay James Harvest,
Yellowson,
Crispian St. Peters,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
ABC,
Guru Guru,
Scott Walker,
Peter and Kerry,
Lungfish,
Public Image Ltd.,
Country Teasers,
Amon Düül,
Blake Baxter,
Bobby Sherman,
Unrelated Segments,
R.M.O.,
Hardrive,
Scientists,
Gichy Dan,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Jimmy McGriff,
Symarip,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Kenny Larkin,
Echospace,
Scratch Acid,
Kas Product,
Newcleus,
Minor Threat,
Arthur Verocai,
Electric Prunes,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Donny Hathaway,
Outsiders,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Soft Cell,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Fugs,
Swans,
Bill Wells,
Ice-T,
Robert Görl,
Danielle Patucci,
Marshall Jefferson,
Marvin Gaye,
Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four.
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.