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 Finland and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 Tom Verlaine 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 John Cale to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Maurizio,
Charles Mingus,
a-ha,
The Searchers,
Wings,
Jimmy McGriff,
Soft Cell,
Infiniti,
Television Personalities,
Young Marble Giants,
The Barracudas,
David Axelrod,
Sister Nancy,
Ludus,
Main Source,
Fela Kuti,
The Techniques,
Soul Sonic Force,
Scratch Acid,
Reuben Wilson,
Fat Boys,
The Misunderstood,
Zero Boys,
Stereo Dub,
Gerry Rafferty,
Marvin Gaye,
Joe Finger,
Khruangbin,
Anakelly,
Von Mondo,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Sonics,
Pagans,
Brass Construction,
Warren Ellis,
Eric Copeland,
Little Man,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Human League,
Deepchord,
Alton Ellis,
Whodini,
The Motions,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Tremeloes,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lebanon Hanover,
F. McDonald,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
the Swans,
Cybotron,
R.M.O.,
Scrapy,
Chrome,
Das Ding,
Eden Ahbez,
John Lydon,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.