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 Samoa and from Milan.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 chamberlin 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 Audionom to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Trumans Water. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every KRS-One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
Jacob Miller,
The Fortunes,
Howard Jones,
Patti Smith,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Ultra Naté,
Sixth Finger,
The United States of America,
Ice-T,
Letta Mbulu,
Can,
The Standells,
Popol Vuh,
Terry Callier,
The Litter,
One Last Wish,
David Axelrod,
Basic Channel,
Tres Demented,
Organ,
Maleditus Sound,
CMW,
Sexual Harrassment,
MDC,
Colin Newman,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kurtis Blow,
Heaven 17,
Jesper Dahlback,
Prince Buster,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Cowsills,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Minnie Riperton,
Kayak,
Excepter,
Boz Scaggs,
Lalann,
Simply Red,
Fugazi,
Model 500,
Babytalk,
Q65,
Matthew Bourne,
The Martian,
Tom Boy,
Marmalade,
Johnny Clarke,
Barclay James Harvest,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Deadbeat,
Radio Birdman,
Barbara Tucker,
Hasil Adkins,
Faust,
cv313,
the Bar-Kays,
The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics.
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.