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 Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the oboe 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 Flash Fearless to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Fire Engines. All the underground hits.
All Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minnie Riperton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
Colin Newman,
Aural Exciters,
Stetsasonic,
The Vogues,
Soul Sonic Force,
Pylon,
The Walker Brothers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Tomorrow,
The Music Machine,
It's A Beautiful Day,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
One Last Wish,
Subhumans,
Bang On A Can,
The Barracudas,
Glambeats Corp.,
Section 25,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Leaves,
Shuggie Otis,
The Offenders,
Erykah Badu,
Bauhaus,
Lyres,
JFA,
The Buckinghams,
Nico,
The Residents,
the Normal,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Wake,
The Electric Prunes,
Piero Umiliani,
Minny Pops,
Mad Mike,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Surgeon,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Black Pus,
Jerry's Kids,
Reuben Wilson,
Roy Ayers,
The United States of America,
Basic Channel,
Panda Bear,
Inner City,
Zero Boys,
Peter & Gordon,
Main Source,
Essential Logic,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles.
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.