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 Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 James Chance & The Contortions to the electroclash 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 Rod Modell. All the underground hits.
All The Black Dice tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Womack 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marcia Griffiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
Althea and Donna,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bluetip,
Neil Young,
Pylon,
OOIOO,
Royal Trux,
Aswad,
Jeff Mills,
The Seeds,
Piero Umiliani,
CMW,
Cecil Taylor,
Public Enemy,
The Grass Roots,
Sonny Sharrock,
Matthew Bourne,
Black Moon,
Roy Ayers,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Litter,
Desert Stars,
Audionom,
Connie Case,
B.T. Express,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ronan,
Hot Snakes,
Marine Girls,
Matthew Halsall,
The Gun Club,
Suicide,
Quando Quango,
Eric Copeland,
The Alarm Clocks,
Tomorrow,
Hardrive,
Eve St. Jones,
Agitation Free,
The Gap Band,
Absolute Body Control,
Fluxion,
Television,
The Blues Magoos,
Slick Rick,
The New Christs,
D'Angelo,
The Residents,
Peter & Gordon,
Arcadia,
Bobby Byrd,
kango's stein massive,
Funky Four + One,
Scion,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Derrick May,
The Barracudas,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Janne Schatter,
Swans,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.