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 Namibia and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Lungfish to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bad Manners record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Copeland,
Arthur Verocai,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Vainqueur,
The Gun Club,
The Misunderstood,
Susan Cadogan,
the Normal,
Eurythmics,
The Dave Clark Five,
Black Moon,
Stockholm Monsters,
Fatback Band,
Von Mondo,
Eddi Front,
the Soft Cell,
Electric Prunes,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Connie Case,
Dave Gahan,
This Heat,
Jacques Brel,
The Searchers,
Model 500,
The Moody Blues,
Grauzone,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Soul Sonic Force,
Marc Almond,
Cluster,
Freddie Wadling,
Sandy B,
Byron Stingily,
The Evens,
Quantec,
Patti Smith,
JFA,
Adolescents,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Blancmange,
The Leaves,
Hardrive,
kango's stein massive,
Boredoms,
Tropical Tobacco,
Darondo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Fuzztones,
Jacob Miller,
The Blues Magoos,
The Mummies,
Girls At Our Best!,
Letta Mbulu,
Lungfish,
Dead Boys,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Country Joe & The Fish,
Das Ding,
Sun City Girls,
Sällskapet,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.