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 Iran and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Gerry Rafferty to the disco 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 Subhumans. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Goldenarms,
Eric Dolphy,
Qualms,
Guru Guru,
The Fortunes,
Steve Hackett,
Whodini,
Danielle Patucci,
Jeru the Damaja,
X-101,
World's Most,
Fluxion,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Yusef Lateef,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dorothy Ashby,
Idris Muhammad,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Duran Duran,
Wire,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gang Gang Dance,
Alton Ellis,
Toni Rubio,
The Trojans,
Jerry's Kids,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Traffic Nightmare,
Eric Copeland,
The Music Machine,
David Axelrod,
Outsiders,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Smoke,
Jesper Dahlback,
Zapp,
Jimmy McGriff,
Amazonics,
Television Personalities,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Move,
Scott Walker,
Monks,
Rod Modell,
Hoover,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Gun Club,
Chris Corsano,
Organ,
Blossom Toes,
Junior Murvin,
The Seeds,
Buzzcocks,
X-Ray Spex,
Heaven 17,
Soft Machine,
Arab on Radar,
The Mojo Men,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Beau Brummels,
Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow.
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.