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 Bahrain and from Bremen.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Swell Maps to the techno 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 Human League. All the underground hits.
All Pussy Galore tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Order 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ten City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minnie Riperton,
Todd Terry,
Skriet,
Alison Limerick,
Sound Behaviour,
Agent Orange,
Avey Tare,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Altered Images,
Half Japanese,
Marshall Jefferson,
Soft Cell,
Gichy Dan,
PIL,
Juan Atkins,
The Kinks,
Funkadelic,
The Shadows of Knight,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Television,
ABBA,
Eric B and Rakim,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lebanon Hanover,
Matthew Bourne,
Young Marble Giants,
Lightning Bolt,
Roy Ayers,
The Birthday Party,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Radiohead,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Blancmange,
A Certain Ratio,
Jacob Miller,
Lyres,
The J.B.'s,
The Litter,
Hardrive,
Schoolly D,
Circle Jerks,
Delon & Dalcan,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Inner City,
Bobby Womack,
The Victims,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Camberwell Now,
Graham Central Station,
The Residents,
kango's stein massive,
Average White Band,
David Bowie,
Ronnie Foster,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Metal Thangz,
Godley & Creme,
Eve St. Jones,
The Moody Blues,
The Fortunes,
Wasted Youth,
The Smiths,
Matthew Halsall,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.