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 Croatia and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Portland.
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 Robert Palmer 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 Public Image Ltd. to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Can. All the underground hits.
All Fugazi tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Motions,
Albert Ayler,
World's Most,
Bob Dylan,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
June Days,
Black Flag,
Ultra Naté,
Lalo Schifrin,
Mark Hollis,
Public Enemy,
Derrick May,
In Retrospect,
Flipper,
X-Ray Spex,
The Barracudas,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Absolute Body Control,
Mandrill,
Fad Gadget,
EPMD,
Swans,
Metal Thangz,
Moby Grape,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
David McCallum,
Al Stewart,
Organ,
Brothers Johnson,
Silicon Teens,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
John Coltrane,
Cybotron,
Nils Olav,
Warsaw,
Dennis Brown,
John Lydon,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
A Certain Ratio,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Liliput,
Unwound,
Wings,
The Pretty Things,
Loose Ends,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sparks,
Howard Jones,
Nas,
Franke,
Godley & Creme,
Niagra,
Dawn Penn,
Jesper Dahlback,
Mo-Dettes,
Juan Atkins,
Pere Ubu,
Oblivians,
Pantytec,
Mad Mike,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Nico,
The Last Poets,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.