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 Ireland and from Toronto.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Stockholm Monsters to the grunge 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 The Leaves. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Sherman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes 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 guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Khruangbin,
Massinfluence,
The Shadows of Knight,
Derrick May,
Bobby Womack,
Rod Modell,
Barry Ungar,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Wolf Eyes,
Traffic Nightmare,
Guru Guru,
Black Bananas,
Chris Corsano,
The Move,
Ice-T,
The Stooges,
Lakeside,
Pharoah Sanders,
Hot Snakes,
D'Angelo,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Warren Ellis,
Jawbox,
Robert Hood,
X-102,
New Age Steppers,
Crooked Eye,
Wally Richardson,
Marine Girls,
UT,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Nation of Ulysses,
Flipper,
Tres Demented,
Camberwell Now,
This Heat,
Crispian St. Peters,
Masters at Work,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Josef K,
Archie Shepp,
Alton Ellis,
The Gladiators,
Rhythm & Sound,
Peter and Kerry,
Laurel Aitken,
R.M.O.,
Johnny Clarke,
Kurtis Blow,
Mo-Dettes,
Fugazi,
World's Most,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Country Teasers,
Sexual Harrassment,
Scan 7,
Slave,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ronan,
Infiniti,
Desert Stars,
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.