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 Tanzania and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Nile Rodgers 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 The Sound to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All The Durutti Column tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dead Boys 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?
Bobby Womack,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Visage,
Al Stewart,
Pulsallama,
The Victims,
Moss Icon,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Reagan Youth,
The Mummies,
Eurythmics,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Donald Byrd,
The Cowsills,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
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The Barracudas,
Bob Dylan,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Bar-Kays,
Robert Hood,
Chris & Cosey,
Zero Boys,
Bronski Beat,
The Fortunes,
Arthur Verocai,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
the Human League,
The Standells,
K-Klass,
The Trojans,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Soulsonic Force,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Cameo,
Livin' Joy,
Guru Guru,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Big Daddy Kane,
Mandrill,
Howard Jones,
Procol Harum,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sonic Youth,
R.M.O.,
The Cramps,
John Cale,
Von Mondo,
Lyres,
Black Flag,
Pantaleimon,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Black Moon,
JFA,
Pantytec,
Jeff Mills,
Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs.
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.