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 Tanzania and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 güiro 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 Sexual Harrassment to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Funkadelic. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Move,
The Searchers,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Modern Lovers,
Robert Wyatt,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Cameo,
Chris Corsano,
Loose Ends,
Brand Nubian,
Pierre Henry,
Kevin Saunderson,
Brick,
Siglo XX,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Marc Almond,
Alice Coltrane,
Gang Green,
John Lydon,
Deepchord,
Mo-Dettes,
Gregory Isaacs,
Tomorrow,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Slits,
Brass Construction,
Moebius,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Arthur Verocai,
Tom Boy,
Quando Quango,
Black Bananas,
The Music Machine,
Don Cherry,
Althea and Donna,
F. McDonald,
Lucky Dragons,
Juan Atkins,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Gang of Four,
Rod Modell,
Grey Daturas,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rakim,
The Shadows of Knight,
Black Sheep,
The Doobie Brothers,
Mantronix,
AZ,
Fear,
Joyce Sims,
The Monochrome Set,
The Mummies,
Essential Logic,
Ultravox,
Anakelly,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mr. Review,
Ponytail,
Malaria!,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.