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 Tunisia and from Milan.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 marimba 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 Das Ding 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 Quadrant. All the underground hits.
All Max Romeo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Steve Hackett record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minny Pops record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Interpol,
Grauzone,
Moby Grape,
Kurtis Blow,
David McCallum,
Iggy Pop,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Five Americans,
DJ Sneak,
Anakelly,
The Star Department,
Hot Snakes,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Main Source,
Ponytail,
The Leaves,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
the Association,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Amon Düül II,
Eurythmics,
Kerri Chandler,
The Blackbyrds,
Malaria!,
Aaron Thompson,
Shuggie Otis,
Parry Music,
Los Fastidios,
The Barracudas,
Yaz,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Babytalk,
Freddie Wadling,
Amazonics,
Fluxion,
Wolf Eyes,
The Cramps,
a-ha,
EPMD,
The Fuzztones,
Essential Logic,
Darondo,
Television Personalities,
Qualms,
The Knickerbockers,
Deakin,
Basic Channel,
Jeff Lynne,
The Invisible,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Eli Mardock,
Prince Buster,
Kas Product,
Cecil Taylor,
One Last Wish,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Misunderstood,
Stetsasonic,
These Immortal Souls,
Soul Sonic Force,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.