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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Holger Czukay 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 Kool Moe Dee to the grime 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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Theoretical Girls,
Mary Jane Girls,
Anakelly,
Black Flag,
The Neon Judgement,
David McCallum,
James White and The Blacks,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Carl Craig,
Vladislav Delay,
Youth Brigade,
Matthew Bourne,
Guru Guru,
Amon Düül,
Scott Walker,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Negative Approach,
LL Cool J,
The Monochrome Set,
Stetsasonic,
Camberwell Now,
The Busters,
Wings,
Jesper Dahlback,
Aswad,
Scratch Acid,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Godley & Creme,
The Beau Brummels,
One Last Wish,
Visage,
Dennis Brown,
Rosa Yemen,
The Music Machine,
The Blues Magoos,
Black Moon,
48th St. Collective,
Letta Mbulu,
Sam Rivers,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Doors,
Mission of Burma,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Cramps,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Matthew Halsall,
The American Breed,
K-Klass,
Rhythm & Sound,
Todd Rundgren,
Dead Boys,
Flipper,
Eddi Front,
Slick Rick,
The Martian,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell.
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.