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 Tonga and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 organ 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 Jimmy McGriff to the jazz 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 Mandrill. All the underground hits.
All The Sisters of Mercy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crash Course in Science,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Nas,
Roxette,
The Leaves,
Lou Reed,
The Associates,
Fluxion,
New Order,
Darondo,
Susan Cadogan,
Kas Product,
Suburban Knight,
Stereo Dub,
Matthew Halsall,
Peter & Gordon,
Brick,
CMW,
Henry Cow,
The Residents,
Wings,
KRS-One,
Bad Manners,
Max Romeo,
Index,
Kool Moe Dee,
Pylon,
Urselle,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Unrelated Segments,
The Human League,
Radiohead,
FM Einheit,
Silicon Teens,
Black Flag,
The Young Rascals,
The Litter,
Sight & Sound,
Siglo XX,
Frankie Knuckles,
Morten Harket,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
K-Klass,
Can,
Hashim,
DJ Sneak,
Qualms,
Gastr Del Sol,
Zero Boys,
AZ,
Brand Nubian,
Ohio Players,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Das Ding,
Cybotron,
Moss Icon,
Bobby Sherman,
Section 25,
The Monochrome Set,
Rakim,
Swans,
Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt.
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.