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 Mauritania and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Paris.
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 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 crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All Grauzone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quando Quango record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bill Wells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sandy B,
Michelle Simonal,
Gang Green,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Moody Blues,
Bauhaus,
The Human League,
Donny Hathaway,
Patti Smith,
Alton Ellis,
Scion,
John Holt,
Jeff Mills,
Man Parrish,
Deadbeat,
Liliput,
The Index,
The Invisible,
Dawn Penn,
Spoonie Gee,
Young Marble Giants,
Neil Young,
Wire,
Yellowson,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lucky Dragons,
Mandrill,
Stereo Dub,
Sister Nancy,
Ronan,
Sunsets and Hearts,
the Fania All-Stars,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Pretty Things,
Ossler,
the Germs,
Black Flag,
Bobby Womack,
FM Einheit,
Amon Düül II,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Mojo Men,
Lightning Bolt,
Neu!,
Masters at Work,
ABBA,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Curtis Mayfield,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lindisfarne,
Lebanon Hanover,
T.S.O.L.,
Eric Copeland,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Hasil Adkins,
The Kinks,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Steve Hackett,
The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats.
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.